It's surely heard, and we are both betray'd. With care to lay the business of her joys; Monimia! Monimia! [Maid at the window.] Who's there? Pol. 'Tis I. Maid. My lord Castalio? Pol. The same. How does my love, my dear Monimia ? [Gives the sign. She wonders much at your unkind delay; You've staid so long that at each little noise The wind but makes, she asks if you are coming. [Maid descends. Now boast, Castalio, triumph now, and tell 480 [The door unbolts. It opens! Hah! what means my trembling flesh? Enter CASTALIO and Page. [Exit. Page. Indeed, my lord, 'twill be a lovely morning; Pray let us hunt. Cast. Go, you're an idle prattler. I'll stay at home to-morrow; if your lord Thinks fit, he may command my hounds. Go, leave me, I must to bed. Page. I'll wait upon your lordship, If you think fit, and sing you to repose. Cast. No, my kind boy, the night is too far wasted; Good-night. Commend me to my brother. You never heard the last new song I learn'd! Of my lord and my lady, you know who, that were caught 500 Together, you know where. My lord, indeed it is. Cast. You must be whipp'd, youngster, if you get such songs as those are. What means this boy's impertinence to-night? Page. Oh, dear me! boys that go to school learn But pages, that are better bred, sing lampoons. Cast. Well, leave me. I'm weary. Page. Oh! but you promis'd me, the last time I told you what colour my lady Monimia's stockings were of, and that she garter'd them above knee, that you would give me a little horse to go a hunting upon, so you did. I'll tell you no more stories, except you keep your word with me. Cast. Well, go, you trifler, and to-morrow ask me. Page. Indeed, my lord, I can't abide to leave you. Cast. Why, wert thou instructed to attend me! Page. No, no, indeed, my lord, I was not; But I know what I know. Cast. What dost thou know? Death! what can all this mean? Page. Oh! I know who loves somebody. Cast. What's that to me, boy? Page. Nay, I know who loves you too. Cast. That's a wonder! pr'ythee tell it me. You give me the horse, then? Cast. I will, my child. 520 Page. It is my lady Monimia, look you; but don't You tell her I told you; she'll give me no more play-things then. I heard her say so, as she lay a-bed, man. Cast. Talk'd she of me when in her bed, Cordelio ? Page. Yes, and I sung her the song you made, too; and she did so sigh, and so look with her eyes; and her breasts did so lift up and down, I could have found in my heart to have beat 'em, for they made me asham'd. Cast. Hark! what's that noise? Take this, begone, and leave me. You knave, you little flatterer, get you gone. 540 [Exit Page. Surely it was a noise! hist-only fancy; And feasts his eyes upon the shining mammon. [Knocks. 560 [Knocks again. "Monimia! my angel-hah-not yet————— "How long's the shortest moment of delay, "To a heart impatient of its pangs like mine, "In sight of ease, and panting to the goal." [Knocks again. Once more Maid. [At the window.] Who's there? That comes thus rudely to disturb our rest? Cast. 'Tis I. Maid. Who are you? What's your name? Maid. I know you not. The lord Castalio has no business here. Cast. Ha! have a care; what can this mean? Whoe'er thou art, I charge thee to Monimia fly; Tell her I'm here, and wait upon my doom. Maid. Whoe'er you are, ye may repent this outrage. My lady must not be disturbed. Good night. 580 Cast. She must; tell her she shall. Go, I'm in haste, And bring her tidings from the state of love; They're all in consultation met together, How to reward my truth, and crown her vows. Maid. Sure the man's mad! Cast. Or this will make me so. Obey me, or by all the wrongs I suffer, Maid. My lady's answer is, you may depart. Maid. You may, sir. Cast. Curses blast thee! Maid. Well, 'tis a fine cool ev'ning; and, I hope May cure the raging fever in your blood. Good-night. Cast. And farewel all that's just in women! |