To make a full discharge of all I owe.
Alph. What debts, but those of love, have you to clear?
Are you not free, are you not sovereign here?
And were you not a slave, before I broke
Your fatal chains, and loosed you from the yoke?
Vict. 'Tis true, I was; but that captivity,
Though hard to bear, was more becoming me.
A slave I am; but nature made me so,
Slave to my father, not my father's foe:
Since, then, you have declared me free, this hour