Iag. Oh, it was mine, and euery good mans else,
That is oblig’d to vertue and desert.
Lor. See how Report is subiect to abuse.
I knew the Prince Lorenzo.
Iag. Did you, Sir?
Lor. But neuer knew in him any one sparke
Of worth or merit, that might thus inflame
The zeale of your affection.
Iag. Traytor, thou lyest.
Which I will proue eu’n to thy heart, thou ly’st,