effectless

Sure , all effectless ; yet nothing we’ll omit
That bears recovery’s name .

But since your kindness
We have stretched thus far , let us beseech you
That for our gold we may provision have ,
Wherein we are not destitute for want ,
But weary for the staleness .

Faint-hearted boy , arise and look upon her . —
Speak , Lavinia . What accursèd hand
Hath made thee handless in thy father’s sight ?
What fool hath added water to the sea
Or brought a faggot to bright-burning Troy ?
My grief was at the height before thou cam’st ,
And now like Nilus it disdaineth bounds . —
Give me a sword . I’ll chop off my hands too ,
For they have fought for Rome and all in vain ;
And they have nursed this woe in feeding life ;
In bootless prayer have they been held up ,
And they have served me to effectless use .
Now all the service I require of them
Is that the one will help to cut the other . —
’Tis well , Lavinia , that thou hast no hands ,
For hands to do Rome service is but vain .