Be perjured, and I’ll swear by perjury;
Ay, be thou false to me, and I’ll proclaim
That man forsworn who loves but one alone!
My soul is thine—whate’er my faith may be,
I’ll be its herald; if thou hast no faith,
I’ll be the high priest of thine unbelief!
Thy wisdom’s mine; thy folly’s thine—
Eth.Hush! hush!
Why this is madness!
Sel.Yes, for this is Love!