devilish subtle: 'tis they who have disturbed all those nations which we have endeavored to render peaceable and quiet.
MELITUS.
To prison with him, to prison.
SCENE X.
XANTIPPE, SOPHRONIMUS, AGLAE, SOCRATES, in chains.
XANTIPPE.
O mercy, mercy, my poor husband is going to prison; aren't you ashamed, Mr. Judges, to treat a man of his years in this manner? What harm could he do? Alas! it is not in his power, he is more fool than knave, God knows; have pity on him, good gentlemen. O my dear, I told you you would draw yourself into some bad affair. This comes of portioning young girls. What an unhappy creature I am!
SOPHRONIMUS.
O my lords, respect his age, respect his virtue; give me his chains! I am ready to yield up my liberty, my life for his.
AGLAE.
Yes; we will go to prison in his stead; we will die for him: do not destroy the noblest, best of men: take us rather for your victims.
MELITUS.
You see how he corrupts our youth.
