Ram. [To Vera.] Your son has mentioned honourable terms;
Propose them, Veramond, and for his sake,
So much his valour and rare courtesy
Have wrought upon my soul, I will accept them.
Vera. Who gave you leave
To speak of terms, or even to speak at all?
Ram. And who should give me liberty of speaking,
But heaven, who gave me speech?
Vera. How dares my captive
Assume this boldness to his conqueror?