And there plant friendship; all is withered here.
Come with a complement! I would have fought,
Or told my friend a lie, ere soothed him so.
Out of my bosome!
Amintor. But there is nothing.
Mel. Worse and worse! farewell.
From this time have acquaintance, but no friend.
Amin. Melantius, stay; you shall know what that is.
Mel. See; how you plaid with friendship! be advis’d
How you give cause unto yourselfe to say