YOUNGRAVE

No farther, you have obligation, Excuse me, I have affairs, some other time I'll wait on you. 'Twere a sin, To think their beams could hurt Do not Make me suspect your friendship, you would wish Me miserable, not that I dispute Their merit, but I must not yield to that Will bring my faith and honour into question; I have a Mistress, be you happy Sir in yours. You are Sir, Most opportunely met. I had a present resolution, To visit you at home, and your fair kinswoman. I'll attend; poor Gentlewoman, Born with more freedom than thou livest, thy parents Left thee not rich to be a prisoner, Nay worse, a prey to this hard man, who hath Sold thee already, for if I obtain Thy love— I hear e'm coming. You may understand, partly by what your Uncle hath delivered. How's this? I am one would be your servant. I can love you. Your beauty makes me, Which cannot be without as fair a soul. I dare believe my eyes, which till this present, Could never reach more than your face, and that At too unkind a distance, from your window; I have inquired your fortune, and lamenting With loving pity, such a noble creature Should be confined to narrow limits, come To bring you freedom, make you mistress of Your liberty, and my self, if you can think Me worthy of your love: I do not court Your fortune, but your self, and if I urge With too much haste, what great ones might be proud To expect, after much suit, and that you cannot Find in your tongue consent, encourage me, But for the present with one smile. Her sorrows help the growth of my affection; What will she be in peace, that is so lovely In her distress; I wish you would impose Something on me, to settle your sad thoughts, I would embrace a danger, to assure The quiet of your mind. Make me that friend. Too much I cannot. Be more plain And let me never hope to be called yours, If I refuse any command, that may Or profit, or delight you. I pray trust me. Your name? This all: you do not well. To mock my honest heart with this cheap service. I was in earnest, when I promised more, Than carriage of a letter. 'Tis a severe employment, but I'll do Something, pray honour me to kiss your hand, I have not yet deserved to reach your lip: Content dwell in your bosom. I hope well, some affairs Call me away. Exit. By your favour Sir. I understand your name is Thornay. I bring commends from a friend of yours. He appears unmoved. Although I am confident You think it not my office to convey Letters so much respect I bear the Gentlewoman That sent it, I would think it Sir no burden To carry and answer to her. Shall I return, you'll visit her in person? Why? With your pardon Sir, she did impose on me. To know some resolution. I do bear No great age in her knowledge. I could conjecture By circumstance she much desires to see you. I must have more. 'Tis a neglect becomes you not. I have no title from her blood, and yet Her virtue is so near me, I must tell you, She hath deserved your best esteem. I pray see her, I'll wait upon you. To love and cherish her, that claims your heart, The office of your soul to honour her, Does not your conscience tremble yet? what reason Can you allege you should not love her? I shall expect it. Ex. You shall acquit your self more Nobly Sir, And better satisfy her in your person. How? With your pardon Mistress, I must take privilege to tell this man He is not worthy of your favours. Nor regard it. draw. I should be guilty of some sin to you Not to reveal, this Gentleman has made A forfeit of his honour. Then you provoke me to be plain, know Lady, You're i'th way to be most miserable, Abused by this false man, that will betray Your innocent beauty to so great a shame, Repentance is not able to restore you: He has a wife already. A wife, if holy vows have power to bind you: No, but heaven and Angels Are witnesses you did exchange a faith With one that mourns a Virgin, and a Widow: Have you no earthquake in you? does thy soul It self not feel and ague, to remember How many kisses sealed the amorous contract? She meant it so, and every day her eyes Weep in the memory of her self forsaken: And cause her grief will not at once destroy her, Despairing of your love, to show how willing She is to die, does every hour distil Partly of her soul in tears. Will not this excite your pity, mercy shines bright in women. Undo himself. I must not hear her named with the suspicion Of such a stain. Did you but know the Creature, it would call A blush into your face, for talking thus; She has purity enough for all her sex, And this attended with so many virtues, As but to wish her more, it self were sin. Thou art not worth my answer. Exit Yond. It makes for me that he continues cruel; I was not able to command his passion. But will she not mistrust I have not been So careful in advancing her desires, But satisfied my self with any answer, As knowing what must bring comfort to her, Must needs be killing to my Hope's? In what A narrow path I tread; her spring must be My frost, and when her tree carries the pride And bloom of summer, I retain no sap, But wither and creep backward into earth, Like a forsaken plant. I would I were. Yes, and bring comfort back. I bring you comfort. I drink in my poison. I have returned you As true a lover as yet ever Mistress Could boast possession of, one so resolved To honour you. I have examined every secret thought Within his foul, concerning you, and dare Thus boldly justify, he is your own. He's here. I call all thats good To witness with me, I discharged with zeal The unkind office to my self, but could not Incline him to return to any softness: In brief, he has unworthily engaged That heart belonging to you, and would not be Provoked to see you again. Is all this waking? Have I seen her faint? And did not she that cherishes her enemy, Haste to her relief, and seem to suffer with her? While I, as one had grown here, did not move? I did not well, to exalt her with a hope: To meet a blessing, and then ruin her. If death hath whispered her aside, I shall Be accused, and I will take my preferment To be sent after her to tell her ghost I loved her best; when we are both immortal She'l understand me better. Is Eugenia alive again? Would she had sent hither, But with desire to be resolved. Then tell her I do love her better Than I can express, but when she has Numbered all things are excellent on earth She is to me above they infinitely. Would thou Wertenberg a man Then I durst tell thee, I do love her so I durst be wicked for her, and kill thee. There's the honour of my service, When I am dead, the story shall remember I loved a maid so well that I preferred Whatever she desired above my self, And cause she loved one better, was content, To serve her wishes with my banishment: He does not love a Virgin nobly, whose Affection walks not just to her desires, To Like e'm'bove his own. More corrosive. No. You have too much You sha'not rob me of the reward. Perhaps another kiss; pray tell her, I Went cheerfully to finish her command. Exit. What Gentlewoman? For what? It's too late: You might have done this earlier, your love Will appear now unseasonable, I assure you. D'ye not blush to ask it? I told her what you said, and now we are Resolved; you cannot blame her, she was covetous To embrace you; but your answer being returned So peremptorily in her neglect, we both agreed. That doubt will clear it self when we are married. And deserve her best Of all the world: and yet shee'd give me no Assurance till she knew your resolution, Which I was able to inform her, and It's now a bargain; upon Monday next.— Right. What then? You loose her? you despised her, wo'd not see her, Not to recover her from death. D'yee not Remember such a saying, In the Town Were many younger brother's, that might be Content to marry her; let her use her fortune, For your own partly, you were engaged, there was No wrestling with your fate: Was it not so? Resolve me, pray, can you affect her heartily? I herd You court another Mistress, that did answer it with enter tainment. You shall have her. And know, she ha no thought but to be yours, There ha no obligation passed betwixt us two: I came for this: yet I must tell you, Sir, I love her too, and shall do ever. Yes then. With a holy flame, Her virtue keeps a Vestal fire within me, But she affects not me, yet I might challenge her: Nor can you ever, but in right of me, Glory your self possessed; I have bought her. I wish you happiness and never after her will love a woman. Prithee enjoy thy self. You shall prevail. Ex. He did promise me. If I do understand you, give me pardon, To think you are not perfectly advised; I am a prisoner still to my Eugenia. But she has not yet resigned the heart I gave, Nor can I think of any other Mistress; Choose in a plenty of more happy men, I gave too much away to love again. Exit. Sir, we resolve not to loose any time, We'll marry instantly. The licence will be at Church, as soon as we, Then I shall quickly make you perfect owner, Of all those lands, that lie so near your Lordship; You have security, I shall perform When we are man and wise. If you acknowledge any benefit From me, in that I am enough rewarded, I wish you, what I cannot hope for, joy, But yet we have not finished. Can any Virgin affect me so much? She did prepare this argument before. I do pity her, And I have learned it from my sufferings; But I must keep my word, Eugenia Hath still my heart, and only can dispose it. Well thought on. You show your providence. Thy Master? I know him not. Much good do it him next his heart, I see him not. Ex. And there is conscience. I will not publish Sir your avarice, Wish em good joy. Would, would, Master Caperwits Page. Here, In me your truest servant is returned. Then I must tell you. Heaven do's hear all this. Her uncle (Whose aim is only profit) hath concluded With me a price for her, and therefore gives Access to none, till I have proved my fortune; But I find her devoted to you only, And have conformed my wishes unto hers; She loves you best, and I prefer you too, Return, and be her husband, I'll direct you.