These women-charmers, oh they have a devil
Too strong to dispossess.—Call in my son. [Goes to the door.
Enter Cleanthes.
Cleanthes, are you Cleomenes' friend,
Or only seem you such?
Clean. To seem to be, and not be what I seem,
Are things my honest nature understands not.
Sosib. But you must love your king and country more.
Clean. Yes, when I have a king and country,