He’ll pay the like again, the while he rests
Your debtor thus. But O! this sweet success,
Pursu’d with greater harms, turn’d soon to sour.
For lo, when foreign soils and seas were past
With safe return, and that the king should land,
Who but his only son (O outrage rare)
With hugy host withstood him on the shore!
There were prepar’d the foreign aids from far:
There were the borrowed powers of divers kings;
There were our parents, brethren, sons and kin,