And then we shall be even.—Here they are!
I leave thee. Break those tender ties of nature,
As gently as thou canst; they must be broken. [Going, returns.
But, when thou seest Cassandra, curb thy spleen;
Seem to receive the kindness as from her;
And, if thou think'st I love thee, for my sake,
Remembering me, strive to forget my father. [Exit Clean.
Enter Cleora, Cratesiclea, and Cleonidas.
Cleom. But how can I sustain to tell them this, [Walking from them.
Even in the gentlest terms!