Ang. We must not make a scarecrow of the law,
Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,
And let it keep one shape, till custom make it
Their perch, and not their terror.
Escal.
Ay, but yet
5 Let us be keen, and rather cut a little,
Than [fall], and bruise to death. Alas, this gentleman,
Whom I would save, had a most noble father!
[Let but] your honour know,