Which thy love gives me, turn to thee again.
Ner. Acte, I think, I know, Acte, that thou
Art the only one in the world that truly loves me.
Act. I wish it were no crime to wish I were.
Yet I would have all love thee, since I know
None can as I.
Ner.And none hath loved so long:
Thou wert my first delight.
Act.Did Cæsar send
To tell me this bad news?