_Amid_. Don Roderick's sister, Angelina, does So far exceed her, in the ornaments Of wit and beauty, though now hid from sight, That, like the sun, (even when eclipsed) she casts A yellowness upon all other faces. _Hip_. I'll not say much of her, but only this, Don Manuel saw not with my eyes, if e'er He loved that Flanders shape; that lump of earth, And phlegm together. _Amid_. You have often seen her, It seems, by your description of her person: But I'll maintain on any Spanish ground, Whate'er she be, yet she is far more worthy To have my lord her servant, than Honoria. _Hip_. And I'll maintain Honoria's right against her, In any part of all the world. _Gons_. You go Too far, to quarrel on so slight a ground. _Hip_. O pardon me, my lord, it is not slight: I must confess, I am so much concerned, I shall not bear it long. _Amid_. Nor I, assure you. _Gons_. I will believe what both of you have said, That Honoria, and Angelina, Both equally are fair. _Amid_. Why did you name Honoria first? _Gons_. And, since you take their parts so eagerly Henceforth I'll call you by those ladies' names: You, my Hippolito, shall be Honoria; And you, my Amideo, Angelina. _Amid_. Then all my services, I wish, may make You kind to Angelina, for my sake. _Hip_. Put all my merits on Honoria's score, And think no maid could ever love you more. [_Exeunt_. ACT IV. SCENE I. MANUEL _solus_. _Man_. Thus I provide for others' happiness, And lose my own. 'Tis true, I cannot blame Thy hatred, Angelina, but thy silence. Thy brother's hatred made thine just; but yet 'Twas cruel in thee not to tell me so. Conquest is noble, when an heart stands out; But mine, which yielded, how could'st thou betray? That heart, of which thou could'st not be deprived By any force or power, beside thy own; Like empires, to that fatal height arrived, They must be ruined by themselves alone. My guarded freedom cannot be a prize To any scornful face a second time; For thy idea, like a ghost, would rise, And fright my thoughts from such another crime. _Enter a Servant, with a letter_. _Man_. From whom? _Serv_. Sir, the contents will soon resolve you. [_He read_. _Man_. Tell Roderick, he has prevented me In my design of sending to him first. I'll meet him, single, at the time and place; But, for my friend, tell him, he must excuse me: I'll hazard no man in my quarrel, but Myself alone.--[_Exit Servant_. Who's within there? _Enter a Servant_. Go, call my sister, and Gonsalvo, hither. [_Exit Servant_. 'Twas pushed so far, that, like two armies, we Were drawn so closely up, we could not part Without engagement.--But they must not know it. _Enter JULIA, GONSALVO, and AMIDEO_. I have some business calls me hence, and know not When I shall return: But, ere I go, That power I have, by my dead father's will, Over my sister, I bequeath to you: [_To GONS_. She, and her fortunes, both be firmly yours; And this when I revoke, let cowardice Blast all my youth, and treason taint my age.