Tamely to your opponents—did the law
Force you to that too?
Phæd. That’s home.
Geta. Give me leave.
I’ll manage it.
Dem. I know not what to do:
This stroke has come so unawares upon me,
Beyond all expectation, past belief.
—I’m so enrag’d, I can’t compose my mind
To think upon it.—Wherefore ev’ry man,