Ungrateful woman!
Vict. More ungrateful man!
More than I ought I give, and all I can;
But if my duty I prefer to you,
Be satisfied with all that love can do.
Alph. Not satisfied; but yet your will shall be
Like fate's inviolable law to me.
Since my unhappy stars will have it so,
Depart from hence, and leave your father's foe.
Go then; but quickly go; for, while you stay,