Crassus.
©, she’s unwary!
‘ALicra.
Is your love forgotten?
Crassus,
All love is rotten,
ALICIA.
But your pure love for me you boasted of?
Crassus,
Ay, that was perfect love.
Auicia,
You love me then, not her?
(Crassus.
Indeed I do.
Aucia,
‘Swear me the oath anew!
Crassus.
I swear to love you till the world shall end.
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