'Had Collatinus kill'd my son or sire, (233)
Or lain in ambush to betray my life, (234)
Or were he not my dear friend, this desire (235)
Might have excuse to work upon his wife, (236)
As in revenge or quittal of such strife:
But as he is my kinsman, my dear friend, (238)
The shame and fault finds no excuse nor end.