Should well excuse my silence?
Juan. I confess
Your love, old and well-tried as you profess;
And on that very score ask of you, Felix,
What you would do if one as true and tried
In a like case seal’d up his lips to you.
Fel. Leave them unlockt in fullest confidence.
Juan. Alas! how much, much easier to give
Than follow ev’n the counsel one implores!
Felix, in pity I entreat of you,