TEMPLAR.
But, Jew, your name?
Tis Nathan, is it not? You choose your words
With skill--I am confused. I did not think
NATHAN.
Feign, Templar, and dissemble as you may,
I see the truth. I see your generous heart,
Too honest and too good to be polite.
A grateful girl, all feeling, and her maid
Swift to obey--a father far from home,