Her very silence and her patience
075 Speak to the people, and they pity her.
Thou art a fool: she robs thee of thy name;
[077] And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous
When she is gone. Then open not thy lips:
Firm and irrevocable is my doom
080 Which I have pass’d upon her; she is banish’d.
Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege:
I cannot live out of her company.
Duke F. You are a fool. You, niece, provide yourself: