Is't the course of _Iberia_ to use their prisoners thus?
Had fortune thrown my name above _Arbace_,
I should not thus have talk'd Sir, in _Armenia_
We hold it base, you should have kept your temper
Till you saw home again, where 'tis the fashion
Perhaps to brag.

_Arb_.

Be you my witness earth, need I to brag,
Doth not this captive Prince speak
Me sufficiently, and all the acts
That I have wrought upon his suffering Land;
Should I then boast! where lies that foot of ground
Within his whole Realm, that I have not past,
Fighting and conquering; Far then from me
Be ostentation. I could tell the world
How I have laid his Kingdom desolate
By this sole Arm prop't by divinity,
Stript him out of his glories, and have sent
The pride of all his youth to people graves,
And made his Virgins languish for their Loves,
If I would brag, should I that have the power
To teach the Neighbour world humility,
Mix with vain-glory?

_Mar_.

Indeed this is none.