Follow me.
460 [Speak not you for him; he’s a traitor. Come;]
I’ll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither’d roots, and husks
Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.
Fer.
No;
465 I will resist such entertainment till
Mine enemy has more power. Draws, and is charmed from moving.