ur tongue:
    'Tis foul.

    +Ort.+       'Tis like you heart then,
    But that it cannot lie as much.

    +Amph.+                           Most valiant lord,
    To give the lie to petticoats!

    +Ort.+ Why did you
    Deny your being in prison?

    +Amph.+                      Not for fear of you;
    I was with the brave prisoner,
    What then?

    +Ort.+       You went to make love to him.
    You had best use your time well; 'twill
    Be short and sweet: your dear will not be so
    Proper a man by the head within this
    Two days. False woman! you've a heart that flies
    From one man's breast to another: all the
    Inconstancy of your sex is constancy
    To this of yours: you have deceived the duke
    Already; that might have been my warning.

    +Amph.+                                 Faith, and so
    It might; th' duke in all things so far excels
    You, that you were a fool to think, when once
    My heart bid him farewell, that it design'd
    No better a change than you. Troth, your mistaken;
    It had a farther journey to make, and so
    Took your breast for an inn only, to lie
    By the way.

    +Ort.+        Base woman! is't not enough that you
    Have fool'd me, but you must mock me too? Heaven
    Hold my hand from murdering thee!

    +Amph.+                        Fright those that fear you.  [_Exit._

    +Ort.+ Curses of all fool'd men (like me) light heavy
    On thee! Revenge begins to fill my heart,
    And I will pour it out on this base woman.
    I know the way: I'll to the duke.

                            _Enter +Duke+._

    I am
    Glad I have met your highness, for I have
    Business to impart to you that concerns your life.

    +Duke.+                                         What is't, Ortellus?

    +Ort.+ Know, sir,
    Amphelia, that----

    +Duke.+              Loves you?

    +Ort.+                          No, sir, she loves
    The pris'ner.

    +Duke.+         'Tis impossible.

    +Ort.+                           'Tis very true, sir,
    I ca