An. I haue already
Rich. That was in thy rage:
Speake it againe, and euen with the word,
This hand, which for thy loue, did kill thy Loue,
Shall for thy loue, kill a farre truer Loue,
To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary
An. I would I knew thy heart
Rich. 'Tis figur'd in my tongue
An. I feare me, both are false
Rich. Then neuer Man was true
An. Well, well, put vp your Sword
Rich. Say then my Peace is made
An. That shalt thou know heereafter
Rich. But shall I liue in hope