Cle. The motive is powerful enough, since our happiness depends entirely upon her.
Agl. Might we be allowed to inquire into the secret implied by these words?
Cle. We do not pretend to make a mystery of it. Indeed, it would show itself in spite of us; and the secret, Madam, does not last long when it is love.
Cid. Without further words, Princes, it means that you are both in love with Psyche.
Age. We are both under her sway, and we go with one accord to declare our passion to her.
Agl. It is certainly something quite new, and rather odd, to see two rivals so well agreed.
Cle. It is true that the thing is rare; but it is not impossible for two perfect friends.
Cid. In this spot, is she the only fair one, and can you find none other with whom to divide your admiration?
Agl. Amongst all the nobly born, is she the only one whom your eyes deem worthy of your tenderness?
Cle. Do we reason when we fall in love? Do we choose the object of our attachment? And when we bestow our hearts, do we weigh the right of the fair one to fascinate us?