Who seeing me appear less Man than he,
And unacquainted with my Deeds abroad,
In Bounty takes my Name and Quarrel on him.
Alon. Take heed, young Man, and keep thy Virtue in,
Lest thus misguided it become a Crime.
But thou, he says, hast wrong’d Hippolyta, [To Antonio.
And I am he must punish it.
Hip. Sure it is he indeed—
For such a Miracle my Brother render’d him, [Aside.
Hold, hold, thou Wonder of thy Sex— [They fight.