+Ort.+ I am but in a scurvy condition now, if She comes to life again, for they will Examine one another, how the mistake Came between them, and then I am Sure it must come to light. [_Aside._ +Amph.+ Who's that,--duke Archimedes? +Duke.+ The same, sweet angel. +Amph.+ O sir, I am come from heaven to see you, Since there I heard you love me still. +Duke.+ Dear Amphelia, thou hast dream'd all this while; Heaven, 'tis true, is where thou art, but 'twas My voice that said I love thee. +Amph.+ Was not my head struck off just now? +Duke.+ Canst thou ask that, while I have A head and heart? +Amph.+ Why, have you lov'd me still? +Duke.+ With as much truth as ever lover did. +Amph.+ So have I you with equal constancy. +Ama.+ Well, sir, now you are satisfied, pray let Me be so too, and let Zoranzo's head Be struck off quickly, I see he's mean as well as false, to quit Me for a woman that does not love him. +Amph.+ Hold, Amarissa, hear me speak, before Zoranzo dies; and be assur'd he loves You still. +Ama.+ Would you deceive me too? +Amph.+ Indeed I don't; when we were going to die, You may remember that we whispered, Then we called heaven and ourselves to witness, That both our loves were true, Mine to Archimedes, and his to you. +Ama.+ You can forgive me, sir? [_Kneels._ +Zor.+ I cannot answer yet; Thy civility has took away my speech. +Duke.+ Dear Amphelia, how came this sad mistake 'Twixt you and I? +Amph.+ I'll tell you, sir, in part; When you were in this last war, my woman Receiv'd a letter from one of the gentlemen Of your chamber, wherein he did assure Her that you had a new mistress in that Country, and therefore bid her tell me Of it, that I might by degrees wean my Affections from so false a man as you. +Duke.+ Here has been some foul play; for this very man You spoke of, receiv'd a letter from your woman, Wherein she bid him assure me, that you Were prov'd false in my absence, and lov'd my Cousin Ortellus. Guard, go fetch them both Hither immediately; they shall die Without mercy.