HIANTHE

Nay, you must bear it patiently, my dominion ex tends no further than these rooms, and beyond them I grant nothing: how will you endure the Strangers delays, that thus hardly brook his coming, the King in compliment will not admit the winds to servesooner than a month, were that all his stay; but here must be Masques and triumphs before he goes, and the Subject yet not known for the one, nor orna ments made for the other; perhaps a league must be concluded, and then I would not live to be so old as to see the end on't, the meanest persons will require a month to fit themselves, a Prince cannot turn in less than a season. No, nor the day, but through a window. Madam, he'll think we are held by enchantment, that his absence, and not his sword must gain our liberty. Faith wenches, what would you do with such a servant that will lay commands on you, and be your Lord before Him men hath made him so? Leave him I would but change him's a harder matter, and will require more consideration, I have not the faith that I can work so great a miracle as to persuade mine, to any thing he has not a mind to, and yet he swears he loves me, as he loves a Kingdom. Melissa broke lose, and gone to the show. Is she so, and what hath she seen? How look't the Prince on their behaviour? Know you the reason of this behaviour? Well, now turn your wit unto our mirth, we have more need of that, what have you God there? No, prithee Melissa, it'll be too much. Ladies would, would, would. Ladies. would, would, would, Melissa? Prithee discharge him I am not able to look so much laughter in the face and keep it in to save my Modesty. Oh 'tis well we dress us not, but was this a Poet, Mell. believe it Madam but I hope his work will satisfy that Que scion hers rare stuff i'll warrant it. Will your grace examine it? A strange accident, was it the Prince that spoke? Art thou sure 'twas he? We have had too much on't. She snatches it from her, and goes out. My Lord, that happiness you wish me through my Lord Timeus will come too soon upon me. But as I said be before, my Lord, the Princes coming, if it be known, will cause much jealousy and danger. S r . your Love is welcome. May I hope to see such happiness? Can I no way be a helper? This is the hardest task, the first is so joust and righ teous that in it self it is both prayer and sacrifice. Take no care for me, my Lord, which way so ere the fortune goes, I shall be safe from all, but from my self. So fell the cloud from off the Trojan Lord, Not able to embrace such rays within, But being pierced, turned all at once to air, And left thin closed as dazzling as the Sun. Sir, It was not yours, but the rudeness of the Court that would leave you to so unhappy a mistake. They show but to the fantasy, ther's no such beauty here, 'tis borrowed from your speech and fair esteem, which thus I'll pay you back again; you are all that you have said, and when I first saw you, so you did appear to me, and I think to all the world, the first sighed promises all virtues, and the next performs they, nothing seemed then so low in you as this passion. How his soul labours to soar above the pitch of honour. Prithee go stay him within, assoon as this troubles over, I will come to him. Sure it's to warn me of their break king out. The time of their great birth is now complete. The hours are finished. Oh let it not you Which look down, which favourably look down Upon this Isle, want your power which first Did strengthen it, let the same hands that hid Disclose it too, shame not at so glorious And offspring, when it is heavenly, and does Confess the father, when none but gods dare Call it their's, nor without blasphemy can Own it, you were kind father's at the first, Show your self still so, and breed the child you Have got, where humane strength shall fail, there Hold it up, and make that want the Strongest, Yet when I look this way it does distract My prayers, and makes me wish a conquest Without destruction of the enemy. Oh it's pity that so much nobleness Should fallen to earth, although no love, I can Afford him tears. My Lord, I was never witness of any others courtship and therefore can compare it only with what I can imagine: and it's above my highest fantasy. S r , The trouble is too sad to be excused. The gods were not so favourable to me As in a Dream, faintly and a far off To show the Blessings I was to hope, how Gladly J would have changed my greatest joys For such your troubles; This I may call my Birthday, I walked, and breathed, and spoke before. But lived not till this hour. I had a being Then, but not a life till now. My Lord. Her cause of grief is mighty, and if care be not taken, as their faults have done the rest, her goodness will destroy her, we that beheld the passed deformities, can bear witness of her virtues, she was the only mine of honour, and when we have been wearied in seeking one grain, in her we could find a treasure, nor wast a beauty set of only with the blemishes of others, or foiled by general vices, but a real, and a native excellence, which as it could not be obscured with thickest darkness: so neither could it be outshind by other lights. My Lord, I have not herd you without admiration and wish I could bestow favours rich, and lovely worthy your acceptance; but seeing that I cannot: I'll strive to honour you, not with peevish and womanish commands, but such as shall be worthy of your valour, and make you yet more a Prince. The bravery you have shown hath not raised a vain passion in me, but a confidence, a noble confidence, that all those for tues were not nam worser by you but spoke in you, which thus i'll show my Lord, my Lord, Aratus. But I must leave you to and instructer, it's fit for your Sword, and therefore above my power to utter, shame not, Sir, that I put a tutor to you, you are but to ground with him, you may built to what height you please. Come my Lord, you must lay off all Strangeness here, and receive a noble helper whole bring both Strength, and honour to your Cause. My Lord, though your compliment be such, as to esteem this my retirment for your sake so great a favour. I must not so account it, nor think I have laid so deep ingagments on you, in granting that I voluntary, & unasked perform: your respects may claim greater services, and your last words had been requi tall to a Stranger. Oh my Lord, when you talk thus, though I am loath, you do compel me to turn my face away.