Alb. Oh, how my Soul’s divided
Between my Adoration and my Amity! Aside.
Friendship, thou sacred band, hold fast thy Interest;
For yonder Beauty has a subtle power,
And can undo that knot, which other Arts
Could ne’er invent a way for.
Enter Antonio, and listens at the Door.
Ant. I’ll see a little how he behaves himself. Aside.
Alb. But she’s Antonio’s Wife; my Friend Antonio. Aside.
A Youth that made an Interest in my Soul,