Oh, Philamir, this is contemptible.
I think I could have loved you, but for this!
Phil. Dear Zeolide, I hold a talisman,
Enabling me to counteract the charm
That reigns within these walls. With this in hand
I can tell truth or falsehood as I please,
And you must needs believe me. Zeolide,
I’ve learned to set a value on your love
Transcending all the riches of the earth;
Yet would I rather live without that love—