Amb. Thou art by Nature more severe than I,
And if thou think’st our Honour satisfy’d,
I will endeavour to forget their Faults.
Ant. We humbly thank you, Sir, and beg your Blessing,
At least bestow it on Hippolyta;
For she was ever chaste, and innocent,
And acted only what became her Duty;
Since by a sacred Vow she was my Wife.
Amb. How cam’st thou then to treat her so inhumanly?
Ant. In pure revenge to Don Marcel her Brother,