Fronia. O, spare this heat! you yield too much to rage:
Y’ are too unjust. Is there no mean in wrong?
Guenevera. Wrong claims a mean, when first you offer wrong:
The mean is vain when wrong is in revenge.
Great harms cannot be hid: the grief is small,
That can receive advice, or rule itself.
Fronia. Hatred conceal’d doth often hap to hurt,
But once profess’d, it oft’ner fails revenge.
How better tho’ wert to repress your ire:
A lady’s best revenge is to forgive.