His punishments thou speakest of are crimes.
Serv. Thou dost well flying one that slew his father.
Pr. Thy lord, they say, is kind.
Serv. Well, thou wilt see.
Thou may’st at once begin—come, give a hand.
Pr. A day of freedom is a day of pleasure;
And what thou doest have I never done,
And understanding not might mar thy work. 140
Serv. Ay true—there is a right way and a wrong
In laying wood.