ROSAURA. 'Tis honour's cure.
CLOTALDO. 'Tis wild fire.
ROSAURA. That will endure.
CLOTALDO. It is frenzy.
ROSAURA. Rage, despair.
CLOTALDO. Can there then be nothing done
This blind rage to let pass by?
ROSAURA. No.
CLOTALDO. And who will help thee?
ROSAURA. I.
CLOTALDO. Is there then no remedy?