Riches are in fortune Yet I glory Mosca. And what he will, sir. No common way; I use no trade, no venture; To threatenings of the furrow-faced sea; I turn no moneys in the public bank, Mosca. No, sir, nor devour Soft prodigals. You shall have some will swallow In some kind clasping prison, where their bones Mosca. And besides, sir, You are not like the thresher that doth stand 1 Interest. Your eunuch, or what other household trifle Your pleasure allows maintenance Volpone. Hold this, Mosca. [Gives him money.] Take of my hand; thou strik'st on truth in all, And they are envious term thee parasite. Go call my dwarf, my eunuch, and my fool, And let them make me sport. [Exit MOSCA.] What should I do, But cocker up my genius, and live free To all delights my fortune calls me to? I have no wife, no parent, child, ally, To give my substance to; but whom I make, Must be my heir; and this makes men observe me: That bring me presents, send me plate, coin, jewels, BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER PHILASTER AND ARETHUSA Phi. MADAM, your messenger Made me believe you wished to speak with me. Are. 'Tis true, Philaster; but the words are such I have to say, and do so ill beseem The mouth of woman, that I wish them said, And yet am loath to speak them. Have you known That I have aught detracted from your worth? Have I in person wrong'd you? or have set My baser instruments to throw disgrace Phi. Never, madam, you. Are. Why, then, should you, in such a public place, Injure a princess, and a scandal lay Upon my fortunes, famed to be so great, Calling a great part of my dowry in question? Phi. Madam, this truth which I shall speak will be Foolish: but, for your fair and virtuous self, I could afford myself to have no right To anything you wished. Are. Philaster, know, I must enjoy these kingdoms. Phi. Madam, both? Are. Both, or I die; by heaven, I die, Philaster, If I not calmly may enjoy them both. Phi. I would do much to save that noble life; Yet would be loath to have posterity Find in our stories, that Philaster gave To save a lady's longing. Are. Nay, then, hear: I must and will have them, and more Phi. What more? Are. Or lose that little life the gods prepared To trouble this poor piece of earth withal. Phi. Madam, what more? Are. Turn, then, away thy face. Phi. No. Are. Do. Phi. I can endure it. Turn away my face! I never yet saw enemy that looked So dreadfully, but that I thought myself So horribly, but that I thought my tongue Bore thunder underneath, as much as his; Nor beast that I could turn from: shall I then Begin to fear sweet sounds? a lady's voice Whom I do love? Why, I will give it you; for 'tis to me A thing so loathed, and unto you that ask If you entreat, I will unmovedly bear. Are. Yet, for my sake, a little bend thy looks. Are. Then know, I must have them and thee. Are. Thy love; without which, all the land But to be buried in. Phi. Is't possible ? Are. With it, it were too little to bestow On thee. Now, though thy breath do strike me dead Which you may have for asking; to suspect Were base, where I deserve no ill. By all my hopes, I do, above my life! But how this passion should proceed from you That would be jealous. Are. Another soul into my body shot Could not have filled me with more strength and spirit Than this thy breath. But spend not hasty time In seeking how I came thus; 'tis the gods, Will be the nobler and the better blest, In that the secret justice of the gods Is mingled with it. Let us leave, and kiss; Lest some unwelcome guest should fall betwixt us, Phi. 'Twill be ill I should abide here long. Are. 'Tis true; and worse You should come often. How shall we devise To hold intelligence, that our true loves, What path is best to tread ? Phi. I have a boy, Sent by the gods, I hope, to this intent, No yet seen in the court. Hunting the buck, I found him sitting by a fountain's side, Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, Which gave him roots; and of the crystal springs, Expressed his grief; and, to my thought, did read That could be wished: so that methought I could |