ANT. My heart is pained, though my lip laughs at thee.
ISM. What can I do for thee now, even now?
ANT. Save your own life. I grudge not your escape.
ISM. Alas! and must I be debarred thy fate?
ANT. Life was the choice you made. Mine was to die.
ISM. I warned thee—
ANT. Yes, your prudence is admired
On earth. My wisdom is approved below.
ISM. Yet truly we are both alike in fault.
ANT. Fear not; you live. My life hath long been given
To death, to be of service to the dead.
CR. Of these two girls, the one hath lost her wits:
The other hath had none since she was born.