And plead that argument to hope your love,
If the same reason hold.
Gar. No doubt it would,
Were not my soul already prepossessed.
Cel. So is Victoria's soul for her Alphonso,
And that's her plea for constancy to him.
Gar. My reason is convinced, but not my passion;
For I must love, and, loving, must enjoy.
Cel. Others must not enjoy, and yet must love.
Xim. You cannot wed Victoria but by force;