Whom not without good reason for so long
You keep under the city’s lock and key.
Aur. As my own Lelio, and for a like cause;
Who both distracted by her witchery
Turn’d from fast friends to deadly enemies,
And, in each other’s lives, so aim’d at ours.
But no more chance of further quarrel now
For one whom Death anticipates for bride
Ere they again gird weapon at their side,
Set them both free forthwith.—