I’ll prove a tyrant to him. As for you,
170 Say what you can, my false o’erweighs your true. Exit.
Isab. To whom [should] I complain? Did I tell this,
Who would believe me? O [perilous] mouths,
That bear in them one and the self-same tongue,
Either of condemnation or approof;
II. 4.
175 Bidding the law make [court’sy] to their will;
Hooking both right and wrong to the appetite,
To follow as it draws! I’ll to my brother:
Though he hath fall’n by prompture of the blood,