Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus,
[I am] sorry I must never trust thee more,
70 But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
The private wound is deepest: [O time most accurst],
’Mongst [all foes that a friend] should be the worst!
Pro. [My shame and guilt confounds me].
Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
V. 4.
75 Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender ’t here; I do as truly suffer
As e’er I did commit.