Mart. Dearer tha[n] I am?
That will adventure so much for your safety?
Forget her father's wrongs, quit her own honor,
Pull on her, for a strangers sake, all curses?
Vir. Shall this Prince have his freedom too?
Else all I love is gone, all my friends perish.
Mart. He shall.
Vir. What shall I do?
Mart. If thou despise my courtesie,
When I am dead, for grief I am forsaken,
And no soft hand left to asswage your sorrows;
Too late, but too true, curse your own cruelties.
Asca. Be wise; if she be true, no thred is left else,
To guide us from this labyrinth of mischief;
Nor no way for our friends.
Vir. Thus then I take you:
I bind ye to my life, my love.
Mart. I take you,
And with the like bond tye my heart your servant;
W' are now almost at Harbor, within this hour,
In the dead watch, I'll have the Long-boat ready;
And when I give the word, be sure you enter,
I'll see ye furnisht both immediately,
And like your self; some trusty man shall wait you,
The watch I'll make mine own; only my love
Requires a stronger vow, which I'll administer
Before we go.
Vir. I'll take it to confirm you.
Mart. Goe, in there are the keys, unlock his fetters,
And arm ye Nobly both; I'll be with you presently;
And so this loving kiss.