OED. Insolent, art thou here? Hadst thou the face

To bring thy boldness near my palace-roof,

Proved as thou art to have contrived my death

And laid thy robber hands upon my state?

Tell me, by heaven, had you seen in me

A coward or a fool, when you planned this?---

Deemed you I should be blind to your attempt

Craftily creeping on, or, when perceived,

Not ward it off? Is't not a silly scheme,

To think to compass without troops of friends

Power, that is only won by wealth and men?

CR. Wilt them be counselled? Hear as much in turn

As thou hast spoken, and then thyself be judge.

OED. I know thy tongue, but I am slow to learn

From thee, whom I have found my grievous foe.

CR. First on this very point, hear me declare---

OED. I will not hear that thou art not a villain.

CR. Thine is a shallow