Where doubtless he would put me soon to death,
But that his pride too much despises me:
And I myself sometimes despise myself; 465
For I have let men be, and have their way;
Am much too gentle, have not used my power:
Nor know I whether I be very base
Or very manful, whether very wise
Or very foolish; only this I know, 470
That whatsoever evil happen to me,
I seem to suffer nothing heart or limb,