Or if that chance have furthered his success,
So may she mine, for chance hath made me king.
Gawin. As chance hath made you king, so chance may change.
Provide for peace: that’s it the highest peers,
No state except, even conquerors, ought to seek.
Remember Arthur’s strength, his conquests late,
His fiery mind, his high-aspiring heart.
Mark then the odds: he expert, you untried;
He ripe, you green. Yield you, whiles yet you may;
He will not yield: he wins his peace with wars.