Considering but thyself, not those thou hast wronged.
Thou must surrender Ceuta: ’tis a debt
To justice and to peace: my father’s honour.
Thy duty towards thy wretched countrymen,
And thine own freedom—
Fer.Let no words between us
Be spoke in vain, as these words now must be.
Al. Were thy words true, my words were not in vain.
Fer. Lady, were Ceuta mine, had my sword won it,
Thy words might move, though not thy father’s threats.