Archida. Thou art thine owne disposer. Were his honours
And glories centupled, (as I must confesse,
Leoſthenes is most worthy) yet I will not,
How euer I may counſaile, force affection.
Cleora. It needs not, Sir, I prize him to his worth, 5 Nay, loue him truly, yet would not liue ſlau'd To his iealous humours. Since by the hopes of heauen,
As I am free from violence, in a thought
I am not guilty.
Archida. 'Tis beleeu'd Cleora,
And much the rather, (our great gods be prais'd for't) 10 In that I finde beyond my hopes, no signe Of ryot in my house, but all things order'd,
As if I had beene present.
Cleora. May that moue you
To pitty poore Marullo.
Archida. 'Tis my purpose
To doe him all the good I can, Cleora; 15 But his offence being against the State, Must haue a publique triall. In the mean time
Be carefull of your selfe, and stand ingag'd
No farther to Leoſthenes, then you may
Come off with honour: For, being once his wife, 20 You are no more your owne, nor mine, but must Reſolue to ſerue, and suffer his commands,
And not dispute'em; e're it be to late,
Confider it duly. I must to the Senate.
Cleora. I am much distracted; in Leoſthenes25 I can finde nothing iuſtly to accuse,
But his excesse of loue, which I haue studied
To cure with more then common meanes, yet still
It growes vpon him. And if I may call
My suffrings merit, I stand bound to thinke on 30Marullos dangers; though I ſaue his life,