Tho she were circled round about with Rivals,
Ye should not all have Power to keep her from me.
Not have Hippolyta!—
’Sdeath, Sir, because I do not know my Birth,
And cannot boast a little empty Title,
I must not have Hippolyta.—
Now I will have her; and when you know I can,
You shall petition me to marry her.
And yet I will not do’t. Come, Sir— [Offers to fight.
Hip. Hold, hold, brave Man, or turn your Sword on me.