At the prophetic omens of my birth,
Have drown’d or stifled me, as they do whelps
Too costly or too dangerous to keep?
King. That, living, you might learn to live, and rule
Yourself and Poland.
Seg. By the means you took
To spoil for either?
King. Nay, but, Segismund!
You know not—cannot know—happily wanting
The sad experience on which knowledge grows,