Pop.Maybe
Thou hast seen a better beauty, and repented
The promise given to me.
Ner.O treason, treason!
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Pop. Thinkest my blood unworthy of alliance
With thine—tho’, truth, my ancestors have triumphed.
Ner. Who dares that lie shall bleed.
Pop.Or that our bed
Is not like to be blest.