Alcm. I hate you much, but yet—I love you more.
Jup. To prove that love, then say, that you forgive me;
For there remains but this alternative,—
Resolve to pardon, or to punish me.
Alcm. Alas! what I resolve appears too plain;
In saying that I cannot hate, I pardon.
Jup. But what's a pardon worth without a seal?
Permit me, in this transport of my joy—— [Kisses her hand.
Alcm. Forbear; I am offended with myself,
[Putting him gently away with her hand.