Why should you that have made me stand in war Like fate it self, cutting what threds I pleas'd, Decree such an unworthy end of me, And all my glories? What am I, alas, That you oppose me? if my secret thoughts Have ever harbour'd swellings against you, They could not hurt you, and it is in you To give me sorrow, that will render me Apt to receive your mercy; rather so, Let it be rather so, than punish me With such unmanly sins: Incest is in me Dwelling already, and it must be holy That pulls it thence, where art _Mardonius_? _Mar_. Here Sir. _Arb_. I pray thee bear me, if thou canst, Am I not grown a strange weight? _Mar_. As you were. _Arb_. No heavier? _Mar_. No Sir. _Arb_. Why, my legs Refuse to bear my body; O _Mardonius_, Thou hast in field beheld me, when thou knowst I could have gone, though I could never run. _Mar_. And so I shall again. _Arb_. O no, 'tis past. _Mar_. Pray you go rest your self. _Arb_. Wilt thou hereafter when they talk of me, As thou shalt hear nothing but infamy, Remember some of those things? _Mar_. Yes I will. _Arb_. I pray thee do: for thou shalt never see me so again. [_Exeunt_. _Enter Bessus alone_. _Bes_. They talk of fame, I have gotten it in the wars; and will afford any man a reasonable penny-worth: some will say, they could be content to have it, but that it is to be atchiev'd with danger; but my opinion is otherwise: for if I might stand still in Cannon-proof, and have fame fall upon me, I would refuse it: my reputation came principally by thinking to run away, which no body knows but _Mardonius_, and I think he conceals it to anger me. Before I went to the warrs, I came to the Town a young fellow, without means or parts to deserve friends; and my empty guts perswaded me to lie, and abuse people for my meat, which I did, and they beat me: then would I fast two days, till my hunger cri'd out on me, rail still, then me-thought I had a monstrous stomach to abuse 'em again, and did it. I, this state I continu'd till they hung me up by th' heels, and beat me wi' hasle sticks, as if they would have baked me, and have cousen'd some body wi'me for Venison: After this I rail'd, and eat quietly: for the whole Kingdom took notice of me for a baffl'd whipt fellow, and what I said was remembred in mirth but never in anger, of which I was glad; I would it were at that pass again. After this, heaven calls an Aunt of mine, that left two hundred pound in a cousins hand for me, who taking me to be a gallant young spirit, raised a company for me with the money and sent me into _Armenia_ with 'em: Away I would have run from them, but that I could get no company, and alone I durst not run. I was never at battail but once, and there I was running, but _Mardonius_ cudgel'd me; yet I got loose at last, but was so