To entertain you two, her widest gates, And send forth all her kings; there will be room, Not like these narrow limits, to receive Your numerous offspring; if no better place, Thank him who puts me loath to this revenge On you who wrong me not, for him who wronged. And, should I at your harmless innocence Melt, as I do, yet public reason just⁠— Honour and empire with revenge enlarged By conquering this new World⁠—compels me now To do what else, though damned, I should abhor.”