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Dagworth.


Ay, it grows most in lands most cultivated.
 

William.


Then it grows most in France; the vines here
Are finer than any we have in England.

Dagworth.


Ay, but the oaks are not.

William.


What is the tree you mentioned? I don't think
I ever saw it.

Dagworth.


Ambition.
 

William.


Is it a little creeping root that grows in ditches?

Dagworth.


Thou dost not understand me, William.
It is a root that grows in every breast;
Ambition is the desire or passion that one man
Has to get before another, in any pursuit after glory;
But I don't think you have any of it.