Strange woman, there is evil in your voice!
And yet I know he loves me for myself,
Taking my beauty, none the less, in gladness
Like any transitory gift from God.
Violante
And yet you dare not put him to the test?
Olivia
What test?
Violante
To make him first believe
That you are ugly!
Olivia
I would not toy with such a splendid gift
As a man's love.
Violante [mocking]