2052Beside, I have another oth, gainst yours

2053Of more authority, I am sure more love,

2054Not made in passion neither, but good heede.

2055Thes. What is it Sister?

2056Per. Vrge it home brave Lady.

2057Emil. That you would nev'r deny me any thing

2058Fit for my modest suit, and your free granting:

2059I tye you to your word now, if ye fall in't,

2060Thinke how you maime your honour;

2061(For now I am set a begging Sir, I am deafe

2062To all but your compassion) how their lives

2063Might breed the ruine of my name; Opinion,

2064Shall any thing that loves me perish for me?

2065That were a cruell wisedome, doe men proyne

2066The straight yong Bowes that blush with thousand Blossoms

2067Because they may be rotten? O Duke Theseus

2068The goodly Mothers that have groand for these,

2069And all the longing Maides that ever lov'd,

2070If your vow stand, shall curse me and my Beauty,

2071And in their funerall songs, for these two Cosens

2072Despise my crueltie, and cry woe worth me,

2073Till I am nothing but the scorne of women;

2074For heavens sake save their lives, and banish 'em.

2075Thes. On what conditions?

2076Emil. Sweare 'em never more

2077To make me their Contention, or to know me,

2078To tread upon thy Dukedome, and to be

2079Where ever they shall travel, ever strangers to one another.

2080Pal. Ile be cut a peeces

2081Before I take this oth, forget I love her?

2082O all ye gods dispise me then: Thy Banishment

2083I not mislike, so we may fairely carry

2084Our Swords, aud cause along: else never trifle,

2085But take our lives Duke, I must love and will,

2086And for that love, must and dare kill this Cosen

2087On any peece the earth has.

2088Thes. Will you Arcite

2089Take these conditions?