To superhuman, who the common mock
Of things too human has at heart become.

ARDEN:
You would declare your love?

ASTRAEA:
I said, my shame.
The woman that's the widow is ensnared,
Caught in the toils! away with widows!--Oh!
I hear men shouting it.

ARDEN:
But shame there's none
For me in loving: therefore I may take
Your friends to witness? tell them that my pride
Is in the love of you?

ASTRAEA:
'Twill soon bring
The silence that should be between us two,
And sooner give me peace.

ARDEN:
And you consent?

ASTRAEA:
For the sake of peace and silence I consent,
You should be warned that you will cruelly
Disturb them. But 'tis best. You should be warned