Howell. The noble neck disdains the servile yoke:
Where rule hath pleas’d, subjection seemeth strange.
A king ought always to prefer his realm
Before the love he bears to kin or son.
Your realm destroy’d is ne’er restor’d again,
But time may send you kin and sons enough.
Arthur. How hard it is to rule th’ aspiring mind,
And what a kingly point it seems to those,
Whose lordly hands the stately sceptre sways,
Still to pursue the drift they first decreed,