Al. Folly! what folly in thee. And if ’twere true,
Should I need thee to tell me?
Go fetch my yellow roses.
Za.And in time:
See here he comes.
Al.Begone.
Za.Ay, I must go.
(Aside.) But I can send another.[Exit.
Al. What is it I resent? that others see us
Is our life’s evidence: loving as being