But cure I expect none, her majesty's heart being obdurate against me; and be without sense I cannot, being of flesh and blood.

But, say you, I may aim at the end.

I do more than aim; for I see an end of all my fortunes, I have set an end to all my desires.

In this course do I any thing for my enemies?
When I was at court, I found them absolute; and therefore I had rather they should triumph alone, than have me attendant upon their chariots.

Or do I leave my friends?
When I was a courtier, I could yield them no fruit of my love unto them; and now that I am a hermit, they shall bear no envy for their love towards me.