by: William Shakespeare

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With this there grows
In my most ill-composed affection such
80A stanchless avarice that, were I king,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands,
Desire his jewels and this other’s house.
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more, that I should forge
85Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,
Destroying them for wealth.
Along with being full of lust, I’m also incredibly greedy. If I became king, I would steal the nobles' lands, taking jewels from one guy and houses from another. The more I had, the greedier I would grow, until I’d invent false quarrels with my good and loyal subjects, destroying them so I could get my hands on their wealth.
     This avarice
Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root
Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been
The sword of our slain kings. Yet do not fear;
90Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will,
Of your mere own. All these are portable,
With other graces weighed.
The greed you’re talking about is worse than lust because you won’t outgrow it. Greed has been the downfall of many kings. But don’t be afraid. Scotland has enough treasures to satisfy you out of your own royal coffers. These bad qualities are bearable when balanced against your good sides.
But I have none. The king-becoming graces,
As justice, verity, temperance, stableness,
95Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness,
Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude,
I have no relish of them but abound
In the division of each several crime,
Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should
100Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,
Uproar the universal peace, confound
All unity on earth.
But I don’t have any good sides. I don’t have a trace of the qualities a king needs, such as justice, truth, moderation, stability, generosity, perseverance, mercy, humility, devotion, patience, courage, and bravery. Instead, I overflow with every variation of all the different vices. No, if I had power I would take world peace and throw it down to hell.
     O Scotland, Scotland!
Oh Scotland, Scotland!
If such a one be fit to govern, speak.
I am as I have spoken.
If someone like me is fit to be king, let me know. I really am exactly as I have described myself to you.