My father: Looking round at your children, you think all their ears are open to what you say; but I think part of them are deaf; they act like men that have no ears at all.
I have heart and ears, and take into them all I hear from you. These people have struck us often, but we have sat with our arms folded: still they strike, and we remain quiet.
What I say I do not say with a forked tongue; we are willing to hold back, as you have counselled us; our agent has given us the same counsel, and has partly held my hands.