DOCTOR

What is't, I do beseech Your Grace to tell me, and 'tis done with speed. 'Tis some great matter that you bind me thus, But Ladies wills must not be disobeyed, Since 'tis your pleasure that I take my oath, I here protest before the gods above To do the utmost of my power therein. I am doub f ll whither, To grant or to deny, but yet you have not Declared your mind at full; what must I do? 'Tis true I can compose variety Of gums, of drug and spices mixed together, And make a perfume not unlike unto The Phoenix Funeral fire, whereby you may, Be sweetly smothered lying in your bed, As she is in her nest, but I would rather You would de from this your resolution, And make a trial of my love and service I any other thing. Madame, I him come my self to do the deed, Doubting the maid should fail in my directions. 'Twas her pleasure She would not be dissuaded from her purpose. I must be gone, here is no safe abiding. My gracious Sovereign, It's too far fled to be revoked, the art Oh Aesculapius could do nothing in't, Nor all the power of physic, nor the force Of medicine can help. Gracious Princess My life shall be employed in any service You shall have needs to use it. You do but try me, Madame, if I will Prove such a villain, sure you cannot mean Sincerely what you speak, or if you did, This is a thing unlawful, there was nothing You could command me but this only thing That I would not perform, but pardon me I must dispense with oath and all things el e To leave this deed undone. Your will shall be obeyed, mine shall give place. Come maiden will you go?