Perseda.
Ay, now I lay Perseda at thy feet;
But with thy hand first wounded to the death:
Now shall the world report that Soliman
Slew Erastus in hope to win Perseda,
And murder'd her for loving of her husband.
Soliman.
What, my Perseda! all that have I done:
Yet kiss me, gentle love, before thou die.
Perseda.
A kiss I grant thee, though I hate thee deadly.
Soliman.
I lov'd thee dearly, and accept thy kiss.
Why didst thou love Erastus more than me?
Or why didst thou not give Soliman a kiss
Ere this unhappy time? Then hadst thou liv'd.
Basilisco.
Ah! let me kiss thee too, before I die.