Because you rank yourself the first of lovers.
What can I do to show Cassandra grateful?
Nothing but this—
To be so nice in my concerns for you;
To doubt where doubts are not; to be too fearful;
To raise a bug-bear shadow of a danger,
And then be frighted, though it cannot reach you.
Sosib. Be pleased to name your apprehensions, madam.
Cas. Plain souls, like mine, judge others by themselves;
Therefore I hold our Cleomenes honest.