70 Lucio. [Aside to Isab.] Ay, touch him; there’s the vein.
Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law,
And you but waste your words.
Isab.
Alas, alas!
Why, all the souls [that were] were forfeit once;
And He that might the vantage best have took
II. 2.
75 Found out the remedy. How would you be,
If He, which is the [top] of judgement, should
But judge you as you are? O, think on that;