Mordred. He that amongst so many so unjust
Seeks to be just, seeks peril to himself.
Conan. A greater peril comes by breach of laws.
Mordred. The laws do licence as the sovereign lists.
Conan. Least ought he list, whom laws do licence most.
Mordred. Imperial power abhors to be restrain’d.
Conan. As much do meaner grooms[262] to be compell’d.
Mordred. The fates have heav’d and rais’d my force on high.
Conan. The gentler should you press those that are low.
Mordred. I would be fear’d.