I am so far from loving and practising wickedness, whereof you accuse me, that I abhor the thoughts of it; and if I might and would wish to be revenged of mine enemy, I could wish him no greater mischief than to be a wicked man. He that riseth up against me; either,
1. You my friends, who, instead of comforting me, are risen up to torment me. Or rather,
2. My worst enemies.