regard:
    Nor is it virtue, if w' expect reward.

    +Don A.+ If for their service kings our virtues press,
    Is no pay due to valour and success?

    +Don O.+ When we gave up our persons to their will,
    We gave with those our valour, fortune, skill.

    +Don O.+ But this condition tacitly was meant,
    Kings should adjust reward and punishment.

    +Don A.+ Kings are the only judges of deserts,
    And our tribunal's seated in their hearts.

    +Don O.+ But if they judge and act amiss, what then?

    +Don A.+ They must account to th' powers above, not men.[55]

    +Don O.+ Then we must suffer?

    +Don A.+ Yes; if we reject
    Their power as too great, we must erect
    A greater to control them; and thus we,
    Instead of shrinking, swell the tyranny.

    +Don O.+ W' obey for fear, then?

    +Don A.+ True: 'tis only above,
    Where pow'r is justice, and obedience love.

    +Don O.+ I'm glad to find in you the seeds yet left
    Of steady virtue; may they bring forth fruit,
    Fit to illustrate and instruct the age.
    Let me once more embrace you: welcome, brave man,
                                             [_Embraces +Don Antonio+._
    Both the delight and honour of your friends.

    +Don A.+ You will give me leave, sir, to distinguish
    Betwixt your judgment and civility.

    +Don O.+ He has not liv'd i' th' reach of public fame,
    Who is a stranger to your character.
    This is my house; be pleas'd, sir, to go in,
    And make it yours, though truly at present
    I am but in an ill condition
    To receive the honour of such a guest,
    Having, by an unlucky accident,
    Been forc'd of late to keep myself conceal'd.

    +Don A.+ I humbly thank you, sir, but cannot yet
    Receive your favour; for I must stay here,
    Expecting the return of one I sent
    Before me to my brother-in-law's.

    +Don O.+ Have you a brother-in-law in Seville?
    You surprise me much.

    +Don A.+ It is most true, Octavio, I come hither
    A married man, as much as friends can make me.