CLARIANA

Y Ou shanot go, indeed you shanot Unless the fault of your poor entertainment Love shall supply, what else hath been defective, To express my thanks for your kind visit Why so you may You are not tied to such a strict observance That half and hour can prejudice you, come I know you may dispense with duty so much. Hippolito. This is but little of that Character I have herd your tongue deliver, if his love Be what you often have proclaimed, trust me He is a treasure Whatthing's rare in him Above other friends? That may be found in many He will venture His life to advance your cause You are not nice to extol him, What has he done? This is strange Me, pray let not My ignorance make me so unhappy, not To give my thanks if he hath aimed apat Of courtesy to me, what is't? Dares not see me why Am I so terrible? does he fear I shall Transform him? sure Minerva never dressed My hairs, he should imagine I present Medusa to him, dares not see me? I Shoot no infection, nor breath any missed That shall corrupt him, whats his reason pray? Not to see your friend. A rare and noble friendship. He needs not fear I shall Commit a rape upon his friendship, and A love so just and perfect as his, cannot With one sighed of a woman, armed with more Beauty then mine, be violated; He dares not trust his frailty, he has faults Belike though he be such a miracle In friendship, pray enjoy him, and by no means Tempt his soft nature to a crime so great As seeing me, it shall suffice my love's To thee inviolable, and what opinion For your sake, I may modestly allow The man I never saw, because your friend Be confident he has it. Not one kiss at parting? Milena. Exit. Is Bellamente gone? I must see this strange friend, bid make ready The Caroch, and do attend— Dares not trust his frailty with a woman, a fine fellow If you were I have not wealth enough to purchase you. I would I had not seen him I came sir but to see you You may accuse my modesty that thus rudely,— What shall I say? d'ee know me sir? Did you never see me? You are a Courtier and can flatter. 'Tis a sign it carries not merit enough along to justify it But 'tis as it is, I cannot help it, yet I could paint if I list You are very bold What would you do with it, if I told you? You would not No swearing Excuse me sir I would not have my name be the tossed for every cup of Sack You drink, you wild Gallants have no mercy upon Gentle women, when you are warm ithe Canaries What? What to do? You are very merry sir. I do Like him infinitely, I came for no such purpose, I am not so weary but I can walk I find it true, what you are reported; If you will have the truth, I herd you had a wit, and A tall one, and I came hither To try the keeness, I confess it has a pretty edge ont, not altogether so sharp as a razor They say you love women too I do not believe you can love any woman truly, that love so many Do you not confess many? I dare not name his friend nor who I am All is not well within me. The worst is passed already, and I am desperately engaged I have not yet expressed the business sir That brought me hither, confident of your nobleness I will expect a while, Pray send my servant to me Good Fortune's with-thee Not yet returned? I shall expect too long He is a handsome Gentleman and witty I must not always walk in clouds, his friend Must bring us more acquainted, I do love him. Not yet? his business has much force upon him What should this mean? he knows me not I cannot fear betraying Enter Bellamente. Cupid defend wench, would. All is at stake, I must be confident, how does my servant? To see me here I warrant Yes. Will you not know me then? Come I'll take Your wonder off No? 'Tis Yowl hear me sir? Yowl hear me sir? 'Tis in your power to be a murderer, but if you knew, What dee mean? When you are temperate enough to hear The cause that brought me hither happily You will repent this passion, in which I must be bold to tell you sir, my honour Suffers unkindly—and your friends You are resolved To be impatient? when you are collected First then you have no cause to accuse Hippolito For breach of friendship, had he purposed any Dishonour to your self through me, he could not Be such a fool to send you to his chamber Who's knowledge, it should last of all the world Arrive at, if you soberly consider. He knows not so much of me, as my name; Think then but with what justice, you have all This while inveighed against him—for my self I confess freely sir I made a visit But innocently and pure from any thought To injure you; I had a curiosity To see the man you had so much commended That was my fault, and I before you came Accused my self, and could without your fury. Have chid my modesty enough. Yet sir You took me in no Actium of dishonour My maid was all my company. By all goodness It was without my knowledge, I was weary Expecting him, and meaning to depart; Some minutes ere you came my servant told me I was a prisoner, you have all the story Which cannot, if but weighed with reason Carry a crime Like yours I would said it 'Tis you have made a greater fault then I, With so much violence to condemn before You know the offence, and I must tell you sir But that my love is grounded upon virtue, This were enough to stagger my affection Rail at your Mistress but for going abroad To see your friend? so just a one? I see You will be jealous when we are married. You have power to steer me Where's your master? Why do you walk so melancholy sir? Not yet You do not mean to leave me o'the sudden? I am alone, my husband is at Court, Pray rob me not of all my company, I shall not think upon his absence, with So much sorrow if you make me happy With your society. O Hippolito If you have used no charms but simple courtship, Perhaps you may condemn me in your thoughts That I so soon (not studying the ways Of cunning to disguise my love, which other Women have practised, and would well become The modesty of a wife) declare my self At your dispose, but I suspect you have Some command more then Natural, I have herd There have been too much witchcraft exercised To make poor women dote That look acquits you, then at my nativity Some powerful star reigned, I have herd Astrologers Talk much of Venus I am ignorant What influence we have from them, but I Am sure, something has strangely wrought on me Why to love, I know not home, You know my meaning, but truth witness with me When first I saw your person I gave up My liberty, me thought I loved you strangely. Just when I think on him 'tis so with mine, That love should be so equal, dost not stir you Sometime to think of former vows? Nay I do dream Sometime of being surprised in thy deer arms And then methinks I weep, and sighs and wake. With my own groans. It is my foolish fancy, yet such fears Should waking never trouble me, those lovers That have not art to hide, and to secure Their amorous thefts, deserve to be revealed: I beseech you Although a storm hath thrown me on your shore Have not so little charity to think I should accept of safety on another, It is not possible any but your self Withal the Magic of his tongue or Fortune's Could bribe me from Bellemente, if I fallen For too much loving you, your mercy may Interpret fairly, by these tears About your business sira. Lawful? that would take much from the delight And valve, I have herd some Gentlemen, That want no venison of their own, Swear they had rather strike their neighbours deer Then hunt in their own park, what we possess We keep for our necessity, not game, Or wearied with enjoying give't a way To purchase thanks abroad. 'Tis no glory to take a town without some hazard, that victory is sweetest which is God in the face of danger, when the very cannons are hoarse with clamor, then the bold soldier goes on and thinks the noise loud music to him, give me the man that fears no colours, was there ever any thing worth the enjoy king that came easily and without trouble to us? what makes a maidenhead the richer purchase think you? but I am married and my husband is your friend No more othat, in my conscience you are fearful this is the ballad right. Courtier heigh Courtier ho, wilt thou be my true love, no no no, fie upon't. I should name my husband often to arm and fortify our selves I confess, I do not wish him here, perhaps he would do some mischief, and hinder another meeting, but if he were present now, and should see us kiss, for and he' were ten husbands, I would trust his eyes no further, what could he say? for he did but kiss her, for he did but kiss her, and so let her go: come for shame be more sprightly, I have as much reason to look about, and play my game wisely, if my Cards were considered. Are we betrayed. Upon my knees— Oh pardon Oh sir, it was my first offence, what woman is Without some stain? if all that in this kind Have sinned, had met with present death you would Not find some names, that now shine gloriously Within the catalogue of Saints, my soul Is full of shame and tears. I know it. Noble sir. It is within your power 'Tis yet within your power to silence all, What is already done should we turn fountains We heartily may grieve for, not repair, The world can have no knowledge of our trespass Nor your dishonour, If you call it so Unless you tell it, you have nobly sir Secured all shame at home, which has wone more Repentance from me then my tears, go on Increase that piety, and be not you The trumpet of their infamy abroad Whose lives hereafter may be spent with such Religious sorrow for offending you That you may not repent to have forgiven. Our death will gain you nothing, but the fear You shannot keep your own life But isle do more then kill you—taken my love off. I do desire never to see you more, Nor will I be a Courtier to occasion Meeting hereafter, what is done is circled Within our knowledge, pray, farewell, for you I do desire never to bed thee more I'll force some smiles to keep suspicion off But fear I never shall love heartily Again, thou hast undone me here, Clariana And yet I wonot wish thee dead for this Repent and when I die ask for a kiss. Exeunt. Would to Eubella, I shanot conceal my passion, he must not marry Inspire me love isle cross it Exit. Conceal that letter from all eyes but your Master's. Good sir talk not so strangely Shall none attend you? I promised to meet Hippolito this morning in the grove Behind the Palace, to confer about Some business that concerns, thou shat presently Excuse my travel and entreat him hither, He and my husband lately had some difference I know not why, in this convenient absence Of Bellamente he securely may Speak with me here, yet I'll not willingly Have him come hither by the public way, The Garden door shall be left open for him And a clear passage to this Chamber Prevail with him to come, tell him all's safe But use all hast. Which way shall I begin, I shall want art I fear to win upon him, o for some High, and prevailing oratory to Express what my heart labours with I could Accuse my unkind destiny, declaim Against the power of love, rail at the charms Of language and proportion, that betray us To hasty sorrow, and too late repentance, But breath is this way lost, wounds that are made Require a balsome, and not empty curses To state our body, should the Mariner When a storm meets him, throw away his Carded Neglect himself and vessel; and lie down Cursing the winds and tempest? If he come As but to doubt does make me miserable The genius of love assist my passion, I must deliver something that does make My poor heart swell, and will if I conceal it Like fire locked up in a thick cloud destroy The prison that contains: she's returned Already. Enter Milena. What says Hippolito ? Th'art fortunate admit him, 'tis nor Safe to expect there, but while we confer Use thy best diligence round about to bring If there be such misfortune, the first news Of Bellamente I m'e glad he's come With what look shall I first salute him? Y'aue seen this face before, does it seem strange? I shall not love em'worse because they please Your Eye, they fit the habit of my mind. If there be any sign of sorrow here 'Tis for your sake You read my letter? I am. Not ignorant what business is designed It was the reason of my zealous wishes To change some words before You are this morning to receive a wife 'Tis Eubella I understand. I'll not take from her I have herd her much commended, but she is No miracle Our sex were poor If she alone had all the grace of woman. Though she be fair, the Dukedom is not so Barren but it may show some parallel. And let it not be thought a pride, if I Affirm there have been those, have said as much Of me, all beauty is not circumscribd In one. Any thing. Pardon oh pardon me Hippolito Indeed I will discover all the plot But there is no misfortune Leveled at you, the danger is all mine And I but use this policy, to take My last farewell, for I must never see You married A hand more severe. Is armed against me It is within your mercy to do much No man A woman is my enemy But much of love If you resolve to save bleeding Clariana Thou must oppose Eubella. It stretches not so far, only I beg You would not marry her, and I shall live. My love My love that will not suffer me to know Thou must be given thus away for ever I could endure thy absence for whole years And not complain, repent my equal sorrow We have so far offended, while you keep Your present freedom, there were then some hope A possiblility, at last to meet In new affections to redeem the old But thus my expectation is destroyed, You understand? Is this all? All the reward for losing of my self For thy sake? What curse Made black the hour of my conception Farewell Hippolito, when you hear me dead Come to my grave, and drop one tear upon me O my fortune again betrayed Hippolito the sequel shall acquit My thoughts, Ime circled with more certain danger And cannot hope life I can prevent his fury Against thee Yes this. I thank thee Thou hast spared my execution on my self I'll tell thee now Hippolito, by this This crimson in whose ebb my life hasts from me I did not look for Bellamente, but Surprised I thought it honour to beg in The tragedy, I know my fate was not To be resisted, it impossible. To find a second mercy from him, and I would secure no woman after me Should boast the Conquest of Hippolito Thy sword was gentle to me, searched again And thou shalt see. How my embracing blood will keep it warm And kiss the kind destroyer We have deceived your triumph. Hear me first, and know this bold hand sa ed Thy fury to Hippolito, whom with My last breath I pronounce not in a thought Guilty of new dishonour I had no other means to speak with him And my unruly love did prompt me to it If she but loved thee as I did, sheel'le follow Furies will lend a torch to light her to The shades we go to Dost fear? Th'are of another colour, o forgive me Good heaven, I have wronged thee Bellamente O wives hereafter, mean your hearts to them You give your holy vows, what missed weighs down My eyes already, o 'tis death I see In a long robe of darkness is preparing To seal them up for ever, it no death, If we could lose our sins as we do breath Not any thing that shall Reflect injurious to your self, Will you ride forth? there be other that concerns your honour, or your fortune, me, I would not by a minites stay be guilty of your wrong, and yet me thinks If there were any thing you might tell me; thought, that I dare keep from you, Nough you may know from whence it breaks, I have not had a tear, but you have searchd The very spring, come is't some other friend? There is cause that I should beg your pardon. 'Tis my name What at difference? Both No not we Madam. He does use to keep his word, I know heel not return this two hours, come we are secure, prithee lets talk oh something else. Be just Milena to me, and endear My love for ever