HIPPOLYTA.
[Kneels.] Sir, by our tie of marriage—
EMILIA.
By your own spotless honour—
HIPPOLYTA.
By that faith,
That fair hand, and that honest heart you gave me—
EMILIA.
By that you would have pity in another,
By your own virtues infinite—
HIPPOLYTA.
By valour,
By all the chaste nights I have ever pleased you—
THESEUS.
These are strange conjurings.
PIRITHOUS.
Nay, then, I’ll in too.
[Kneels.]
By all our friendship, sir, by all our dangers,
By all you love most: wars and this sweet lady—
EMILIA.
By that you would have trembled to deny
A blushing maid—