Do not, Cyprian, be disheartened.
CYPRIAN. Faith, zeal, courage, all possess me:
For if life must be the ransom
Of my slavery to the devil,
He who gave his soul for thee,
Will he not give God his person?
JUSTINA. I once said that I could love thee
But in death, and since together,
Cyprian, we now must die,
What I promised I present thee.
[They are led out by the Servant.
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SCENE XXVI.
MOSCON, LIVIA, and CLARIN.
MOSCON. How contentedly to die
They go forth.
LIVIA. Much more contented
Are we three to remain alive.
CLARIN. Not much more; for we must settle
Our account now, though I own
The occasion might be better,
And the place too, still 'twere wrong
To neglect the time that's present.
MOSCON. What account pray?
CLARIN. I have been
Absent.
LIVIA. Speak.
CLARIN. The whole of a twelvemonth,
When without my intermission
Moscon in possession held thee.
Now my quota in the business,
If we both have equal measure,
Is that I must have my year.
LIVIA. Can it be that I'm suspected
Of thus wronging thee so basely?
Why, I wept whole days together
When it was the day for weeping.
MOSCON. Yes, for I myself was present:
Every day that was not mine
She thy friendship quite respected.
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