We'll ne'er come there again.'
Hel. [King.] Make choice; and, see,
Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me.
Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly;
And to Hel. [imperial Love], that god most high,
Do my sighs [stream]. Sir, will you hear my suit?
First Lord. And grant it.
Hel. Thanks, sir; all the rest [is mute].
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[Laf.] I had rather be in this choice than throw