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As this sad lady's was. Do it by me;

What, at your ease? Is this a time to sit still? Do it again, by me, the lost Aspatia,

Up, you young lazy rogues, up, or I'll swinge you! And you

shall find all true, but the wild island. Olym. Nay, good my lord. Suppose I stand upon the sea-beach now,

Cal. You'll lie down shortly. Get you in, and Mine arms thus, and mine hair blown with the work! wind,

What, are you grown so resty you want heats? Wild as that desart; and let all about me We shall have some of the court-boys beat you Tell, that I am forsaken. Do my face

shortly. (If thou hadst ever feeling of a sorrow)

Ant. My lord, we do no more than we
Thus, thus, Antiphila: Strive to make me look

Like sorrow's monument! And the trees about me, It is the lady's pleasure we be thus in grief :
Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks She is forsaken.
Groan with continual surges; and, behind me,

Cal. There's a rogue too;
Make all a desolation. Look, look, wenches! A young dissembling slave! Well, get you in!
A miserable life of this poor picture!

I'll have a bout with that boy. 'Tis high time Olym. Dear madam!

Now to be valiant: I confess my youth Asp. I have done. Sit down; and let us

that way. What, made an ass? Upon that point fix all our eyes; that point there. A court-stale? Well, I will be valiant, Make a dull silence, till you feel a sudden sadness And beat some dozen of these whelps; I will! Give us new souls.

And there's another of them, a trim cheating sol

dier; Enter CALIANAX.

I'll maul that rascal; he has out-braved me twice; Cal. The king may do this, and he may not do it: But now, I thank the gods, I am valiant. My child is wronged, disgraced. Well, how now, Go, get you in! I'll take a course with all. [Ereunt.


Was never prone


Enter Cleon, STRATO, and DIPHILUS.

Enter MELANTIUS. Cle. Your sister is not up yet.

Mel. Good day, Amintor! for, to me, the name. Diph. Knock at the door.

Of brother is too distant: We are friends,
Stra. We shall interrupt them.

And that is nearer.
Diph. No matter. Good morrow, sister! Amin. Dear Melantius!

Let me behold thee. Is it possible?

Mel. What sudden gaze is this? Amin. Who's there? my brother ! I'm no readier Amin. 'Tis wondrous strange! yet.

Mel. Why does thine eye desire so strict a Your sister is but now up.

view Diph. You look as you had lost your eyes to- Of that, it knows so well? There's nothing here, night :

That is not thine. I think you have not slept.

Amin. I wonder much, Melantius, min. I'faith I have not.

To see th noble looks, that make me think Diph. You have done better, then.

How virtuous thou art: And, on the sudden, Amin.We ventured for a boy: When he is twelve, 'Tis strange to me thou shouldst have worth and He shall command against the foes of Rhodes.

honour; Shall we be merry?

Or not be base, and false, and treacherous, Stra. You cannot; you want sleep.

And every ill. ButAmin. 'Tis true.-But she,

Mel. Stay, stay, my friend;
As if she had drank Lethe, or had made

I fear this sound will not become our loves.
Even with Heaven, did fetch so still a sleep, No more; embrace me.
So sweet and sound-

Amin. Oh, mistake me not:
Diph. What's that?

I know thee to be full of all those deeds, Amin. Your sister frets

That we frail men call good; but, by the course This morning; and does turn her eyes upon me, Of nature, thou shouldst be as quickly changed As people on their headsman. She does chafe As are the winds; dissembling as the sea, And kiss, and chafe again, and clap my cheeks: That now wears brows as smooth as virgins' be, She's in another world.

Tempting the merchant to invade his face,
Cleo. You do deserve her.

And in an hour calls his billows up,
Amin. I laid my lips to hers, and that wild breath, And shoots them at the sun, destroying all
That was so rude and rough to me last night, He carries on him.-Oh, how near am I
Was sweet as April. I'll be guilty too,

To utter my sick thoughts!

[Aside. If these be the effects.



Jel. But why, my friend, should I be so by na- Amin. Yes, sir. ture?

King. Tell then; you will trust me, AminAnin. I've wed thy sister, who hath virtuous tor, thoughts

To chuse a wife for you again? Enough for one whole family; and it is strange,

Amin. No, never, sir. That you should feel no want.

King. Why? like you this so ill? Mel Believe me, this compliment's too cunning Amin. So well I like her, for me.

For this I bow my knee in thanks to you, Diph. What should I be then, by the course of And unto Heaven will pay my grateful tribute nature,

Hourly; and do hope we shall draw out They having both robbed me of so much virtue? A long contented life together here,

Stra. Oh, call the bride, my lord Amintor, And die both, full of grey hairs, in one day: That we may see her blush, and turn her eyes down. For which the thanks are yours. But if the powers, Amain. Evadne !

That rule us, please to call her first away, Erad. [within.] My lord!

Without pride spoke, this world holds not a wife, Amin. Come forth, my love!

Worthy to take her room. Your brothers do attend to wish you joy.

King. I do not like this. Ezad. I am not ready yet.

All forbear the room, but you, Amintor, Amin. Enough, enoug

And your lady. I have some speech with you, Ered. They will mock me.

That may concern your after living well. dirin. Faith, thou shalt come in.

Amin. He will not tell me, that he lies with her? Enter EVADNE.

If he do, something heavenly stay my heart, Bel. Good-morrow, sister! He that understands For I shall be apt to thrust this arm of mine Whom you have wed, need not to wish you joy;.

To acts unlawful! You have enough. Take heed

King. You will suffer me to talk You be not proud.—Amintor!

With her, Amintor, and not have a jealous pang? Amin. Ha !

Amin. Sir, I dare trust my wife with whom she Mel. Thou art sad.

dares Amin. Who, I? I thank you for that. Shall To talk, and not be jealous. Diphilus, thou, and I, sing a catchi?

King. How do


like Mch How !

Amintor? Amin. Prithee, let us.

Evad. As I did, sir. Mel. Nay, that's too much the other way.

King. How is that? Amin. I am so lightened with my happiness!

Evad. As one that, to fulfil your will and pleaHow dost thou, love? kiss me.

sure, Erad. I cannot love you, you tell tales of me. I have given leave to call me wife and love. Amin. Nothing but what becomes us. Gentlemen,

King. I see there is no lasting faith in sin; Would you had all such wives, and all the world, They, that break word with Heaven, will break That I might be no wonder! You are all sad :

again What do you envy me? I walk, methinks,

With all the world, and so dost thou with me. On water, and ne'er sink, I am so light.

Evad. How, sir? Jlei. 'Tis well you are so.

King. This subtle woman's ignorance Amin. Well? how can I be other, when she will not excuse you : thou hast taken oaths, looks thus.

So great, methought, they did not well become Is there no music there? let's dance.

A woman's mouth, that thou would'st ne'er enjoy Hel. Why, this is strange, Amintor!

A man but me. Arin. I do not know myselt;

Evad. I never did swear so; you do me wrong. Yet I could wish my joy were less.

King. Day and night have heard it. Diph. I'll marry too, if it will make one thus.

Evad. I swore, indeed, that I would never love Etad. Amintor, hark.

[ Aside.

A man of lower place; but, if your fortune Amin. What says my love? I must obey.

Should throw you from this height, I bade you trust Erad. You do it scurvily, it will be perceived. I would forsake you, and would bend to him, Cleo. My lord, the king is here.

throne: I love with my ambition,

Not with my eyes. But, if I ever yet
Enter King and LYSIPPUS.

Touched any other, leprosy light here
Amin. Where?

Upon my face; which for your royalty Stra. And his brother.

I would not stain ! King. Good morrow, all!

King. Why, thou dissemblest, and it is in me Amintor, joy on joy fall thick upon thee! To punish thee. And, madam, you are altered since I saw you; Èvad. Why, it is in me, then, I must salute you; you are now another's. Not to love you, which will more afflict your body, Amintor, wert thou truly honest, 'till

Than your punishment can mine. Thou wert married?

That won your

King. But thou hast let Amintor lie with thee. King. Draw not thy sword; thou know'st I canEvad. I have not.

not fear King. Impudence ! he says himself so. A subject's hand; but thou shalt feel the weight Evad. He lies.

Of this, if thou dost rage. King. He does not.

Amin. The weight of that! Evad. By this light he does, strangely and If you have any worth, for heaven's sake, think basely!

I fear not swords; for as you are mere inan, And I'll prove it so. I did not shun him

I dare as easily kill you for this deed,
For a night; but told him, I would never close As you dare think to do it. But there is
With him.

Divinity about you, that strikes dead
King. Speak lower; 'tis false.

My rising passions: As you are my king, Evad. I am no man

I fall before you, and present my sword To answer with a blow; or, if I were,

To cut mine own flesh, if it be your will. You are the king! But urge me not; it is most true. Alas! I am nothing but a multitude

King. Do not I know the uncontrouled thoughts, of walking griefs ! Yet, should I murder you, That youth brings with him, when his blood is high I might before the world take the excuse With expectation, and desire of that

Of madness : For, compare my injuries, He long hath waited for? Is not his spirit, And they will well appear too sad a weight Though he be temperate, of a valiant strain For reason to endure! But, fall I first As this our age hath known? What could he do, Amongst my sorrows, ere my treacherous hand If such a sudden speech had met his blood, Touch holy things ! But why (I know not what But ruin thee for ever? If he had not killed thee, I have to say) why did you chuse out me He could not bear it thus. He is as we, To make thus wretched? There were thousand Or any other wronged man.

fools Evad. It is dissembling.

Easy to work on, and of state enough,
King. Take him ! farewell! henceforth I am thy Within the island.

Evad. I would not have a fool;
And what disgraces I can blot thee, look for. It were no credit for me.
Evad. Stay, sir !-Amintor!-You shall hear.- Amin. Worse and worse !

Thou, that darest talk unto thy husband thus, Amin. What, my love?

Profess thyself a whore, and, more than so, Erad. Amintor, thou hast an ingenuous look, Resolve to be so stillAnd should'st be virtuous : It amazeth me, To bear and bow beneath a thousand griefs, That thou canst make such base malicious lies! To keep that little credit with the world! Amin. What, my dear wife?

But there were wise ones too; you might have ta'en Evad. Dear wife! I do despise thee.

Another. Why, nothing can be baser than to sow

King. No; for I believed thee honest, Dissention amongst lovers.

As thou wert valiant. Amin. Lovers! who?

Amin. All the happiness Eoad. The king and me.

Bestowed upon me, turns into disgrace. Amin, (, Heaven !

Gods, take your honesty again, for I Evad. Who should live long, and love without Am loaden with it! Good my lord the king, distaste,

Be private in it.
Were it not for such pickthanks as thyself! King. Thou may'st live, Amintor,
Did you lie with me? Swear now, and be punished Free as thy king, if thou wilt wink at this,
In hell for this!

And be a means, that we may meet in secret. Amin. The faithless sin I made

Amin. A bawd! Hold, hold, my breast! A bitTo fair Aspatia, is not yet revenged;

ter curse It follows ine. I will not lose a word

Seize me, if I forget not all respects, To this vile woman : But to you, my king, That are religious, on another word The anguish of my soul thrusts out this truth, Sounded like that; and, through a sea of sins, You are a tyrant !

Will wade to my revenge, though I should call And not so much to wrong an honest man thus, Pains here, and after life, upon my soul !! As to take a pride in talking with him of it. King. Well, I am resolute you lie not with her; Evad. Now, sir, see how loud this fellow lied. And so I leave you.

[Exit King. Amin. You, that can know to wrong, should Evud. You must needs be prating; know how men

And see what follows.
Must right themselves : What punishment is due Amin. Prithee, vex me not !
From me to him, that shall abuse my bed? Leave me! I am afraid some sudden start
Is it not death? Nor can that satisfy,

Will pull a murder on me.
Unless I send your lives through all the lard, Evad. I am gone;
To shew how nobly I have freed myself. I love my life well.

[Exit Evadnc.

-It is my


Axie I hate mine as much.
This tis to break a troth! I should be glad,

It all this tide of grief would make me mad. [Erit. Amin. Men's eyes are not so subtle to perceive

My inward misery: I bear my grief,

Hid from the world. How art thou wretched, vel I'll know the cause of all Amintor's griefs, then? Or friendship shall be idle.

For aught I know, all husbands are like me; Enter CALIANAX.

And every one, I talk with of bis wite, Cel. O Velantius, my daughter will die. Is but a well dissembler of his woes, Jel. Trust me, I am sorry.

As I am. 'Would I knew it; for the rareness ould thou hedst ta’en her room!

Afflicts me now. Cal Thou art a slave,

Mel. Amintor, we have not enjoyed our friendA cut-throat slave, a bloody treacherous slave ! ship of late, for we were wont to change our souls in Hel. Take heed, old man! thou wilt be heard talk. to rare,

Amin. Melantius, I can tell thee a good jest And lose thine offices.

of Strato and a lady the last day. Gal I am valiant grown,

Mel. How was it? At ali these years, and thou art but a slave ! Amin. Why, such an odd one! Jd. Leave! Some company will come, and I Mel. I have longed to speak with you; not of an respect

idle jest, that's forced, but of matter you are bound Thy years, not thee, so much, that I could wish to utter to me. To laugh at ther, alone.

Amin. What is that, my friend? Cal. Til spoil your mirth! I mean to fight with Niel. I have observed your words thee.

Fall from your tongue wildly; and all your carriage There lie, my cloak! This was my father's sword, Like one, that strove to shew his merry mood, And he durst fight. Are you prepared ? When he were ill disposed; You were not wont

Jld. Why wilt thou doat thyself out of thy life? To put such scorn into your speech, or wear Hene, get thee to bed! have careful looking to, Upon your face ridiculous jollity. And eat warn things, and trouble not me : Some sadness sits here, which your cunning would diy bead is full of thoughts, more weighty Cover o'er with smiles, and 'twill not be. Thza thy lite or death can be.

What is it? Cal. You have a name in war, where you stand Amin. A sadness here! what cause sate

Can fate provide for me, to make me so? Amongst a multitude; but I will try

Am I not loved through all this isle? The king What vou dare do unto a weak old man, Rains greatness on me.

Have I not received In single fight. You will give ground, I fear. A lady to my bed, that in her eye Come, draw.

Keeps mounting fire, and on her tender checks Jlel. I will not draw, unless thou pull'st thy Immutable colour, in her heart death

A prison for all virtue ? Are not you, Ipon thee with a stroke. There's no one blow, Which is above all joys, my constant friend? That thou canst give, hath strength enough to kill What sadness can I have: No; I am light, me.

And feel the courses of my blood more warm Tempt me not so far then : The power of earth And stirring than they were. Faith, marry too; Shall not redeem thee.

And you will feel so unexpressed a joy
Cal. I must let him alone;

In chaste embraces, that you will indeed
He's stout and able; and, to say the truth, Appear another.
However I may set a face, and talk,

Nlel. You may shape, Amintor,
I am not valiant. When I was a youth,

Causes to cozen the whole world withal, I kept my credit with a testy trick I had, And yourself too); but 'tis not like a friend, Amongst cowards, but durst never fight.

To hide your soul from me. 'Tis not your nature Mel. I will not promise to preserve your life,

To be thus idle: I have seen you stand, If you do stay.

As you were blasted, 'midst of all your mirth; Cal. I would give half my land,

Call thrice aloud, and then start, feigning joy That I durst fight with that proud man a little. So coldly!--World, what do I here? a friend 1 I had men to hold him, I would beat him, Is nothing ! Heaven, I would have told that man Tul be asked me mercy.

My secret sins ! I'll search an unknown land, Jel, Sir, will you be gone?

And there plant friendship; all is withered here. Cal. I dare not stay; but I'll go home and beat Come with a compliment ! I would have fought, My servants all over for this. [Erit Calianar. Or told my friend" he lied,

' ere soothed him so. Hel. This old fellow haunts me!

Out of my bosom! Put the distracted carriage of my Amintor

Amin. But there is nothingTakes deeply on me! I will find the cause. Mel. Worse and worse! farewell! I fear his conscience cries, he wronged Aspatia. From this time have acquaintance, but no friend.

Amin. Melantius, stay : You shall know what it is. Provide not blows, but words, to qualify
Mel. See, how you played with friendship! The men they wronged. Thou hast a guilty
Be advised

cause. How you give cause unto yourself to say,

Amin. Thou pleasest me; for so much more like You have lost a friend.

this Amin. Forgive what I have done;

Will raise my anger up above my griefs, For I am so o'ergone with injuries

(Which is a passion easier to be borne) Unheard of, that I lose consideration

And I shall then be happy. Of what I ought to do. Oh, oh!

Mel. Take then more Mel. Do not weep.

To raise thine anger : 'Tis mere cowardice What is it? May I once but know the man Makes thee not draw; and I will leave thee dead, Hath turned my friend thus !

However. But, if thou art so much pressed Amin. I had spoke at first,

With guilt and fear, as not to dare to fight, But that

I'll make thy memory loathed, and fix a scandal Mel. But what?

Upon thy name for ever.
Amin. I held it most unfit

Amin. Then I draw,
For you to know. Faith, do not know it yet. As justly as our magistrates their swords

Mel. Thou seest my love, that will keep company To cut offenders off. I knew before,
With thee in tears; hide nothing then from me'; 'Twould grate your ears; but it was base in you
For, when I know the cause of thy distemper, To urge a weighty secret from your friend,
With mine old armour I'll adorn myself,

And then rage at it. I shall be at ease, My resolution, and cut through thy foes, If I be killed ; and, if you fall by me, Unto thy quiet; till I place thy heart

I shall not long outlive you. As peaceable as spotless innocence.

Mel. Stay awhile.What is it?

The name of friend is more than family, Amin. Why, 'tis this-It is too big Or all the world besides : I was a fool! To get out

--Let my tears make way awhile. Thou searching human nature, that didst wake Mel

. Punish me strangely, Heaven, if he escape To do me wrong, thou art inquisitive, Of life or fame, that brought this youth to this! And thrust'st me upon questions, that will take Amin. Your sister

My sleep away! 'Would I had died, ere known Mel. Well said.

This sad dishonour! Pardon me, my friend! Amin. You will wish it unknown,

If thou wilt strike, here is a faithful heart; When you have heard it.

Pierce it, for I will never heave my hand Mel. No.

To thine. Behold the power thou hast in me! Amin. Is much to blame,

I do believe my sister is a whore, And to the king has given her honour up, A leprous one! Put up thy sword, young man. And lives in whoredom with him.

Amin. How should I bear it then, she being so? Mel. How is this?

I fear, my friend, that you will lose me shortly; Thou art run mad with injury, indeed;

And I shall do a foul act on myself,
Thou couldst not utter this else. Speak again; Through these disgraces.
For I forgive it freely; tell thy griefs.

Mel. Better half the land
Amin. She's wanton: I am loth to say, a whore, Were buried quick together. No, Amintor;
Though it be true.

Thou shalt have ease. Oh, this adulterous king, Mél. Speak yet again, before mine anger grow That drew her to it! Where got he the spirit Up, beyond throwing down: What are thy griefs? | To wrong me so? *Amin. By all our friendship, these.

Amin. What is it then to me,
Mel. What, am I tame?

If it be wrong to you?
After mine actions, shall the name of friend Mel. Why, not so much :
Blot all our family, and stick the brand

The credit of our house is thrown away.
Of whore upon my sister, unrevenged ?

But from his iron den I'll waken Death,
My shaking flesh, be thou a witness for me, And hurl him on this king! My honesty
With what unwillingness I go to scourge Shall steel my sword; and on its horrid point
This railer, whom my folly hath called friend ! I'll wear my cause, that shall amaze the eyes
I will not take thee basely; thy sword

Of this proud man, and be too glittering
Hangs near thy hand; draw it, that I may whip. For him to look on.
Thy rashness to repentance. Draw thy sword ! Amin. I have quite undone my fame.

Amin. Not on thee, did thine anger swell as high Mel. Dry up thy watery eyes,
As the wild surges. Thou shouldst do me ease And cast a manly look upon my face;
Here, and eternally, if thy noble hand

For nothing is so wild as I, thy friend,
Would cut me from my sorrows.

Till I have freed thee. Still this swelling breast! Mel. This is base

I go thus from thee, and will never cease And fearful. They, that use to utter lies, My vengeance, till I find thy heart at peace.

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