Luc.Uncle, consider!
Fla. We cannot take that word, sir; ’tis not thine.
The state requires thee: there is none but thou.
Sen. My word is No, I will not.
Luc.Thou wilt nót?
Wilt nót throne virtue in the seat of might?
Not crown philosophy? and in thyself
Fulfil the dream of wisdom, which the world
Hath mocked at as impracticable?
Sen.Yea,