THEODOSIA

Sir we are All honoured in your presence; and though not high To your merit, yet your entertainment is, As full of love, as nature can express To a twin brother, more I dare presume, You shall accuse your self, if you be less, A Prince in Naples by free use of power, Then your own Florence. I am but wh to my brother's love, and virtue Will make me; but there's nothing that can move With his consent, I shanno fl e to obey. I wish all pleasures wait upon you; My heart must covet your return. While he Enjoys health, I shall easily forgive A little ceremony. You would express A most officious servant to that Lady Were honoured in your thought; but the Duke's of Florenc And I shall make no such severe conditions. If he do love. I suppose you are not. What infer you From hence my Lord? Howe's that? Your will. Pray Sir be free Touching the Duke; I must know all; what is't Makes him no Saint. You talked of love. What? speak I charge thee by the memory of what Thou dost affect most. On whom? Would. Shall I be thus affronted. For Domitilla. Is it possible; This troubles me. Where S the Duke. To rival me. What does distract you Sir. Her he shall meet and marry in Elisium. I have shook off my tameness; do not hinder My just revenge; I'll turn their triumphs into death. You fright me. Honest. Never. By all the good we hope for I and innocent As your own wishes. But by your love and all that bound to Be just, now let me know my strange accuser. Show spirit now or never. Domitilla The greatest partly of my affliction; Let my revenge begin here. Must you be of counsel with his passion; What hath advanced you to this boldness? Cunning dissembler, yes, and 'tis thy death Must satisfy; yet ere I give thee punishment Tell me what impudence advanced thy thoughts So high in our dishonour was here none In your own for me of blood it for your love, But you must flatter your prou? Hope's with one So much above thy birth though he in frailty Consent to make thee great, dar thou accept it, And with my shame aspite to be his equal; Disclaim these Hope's, and swear never to love him. Do, or with this I will secum e my fears, And stand the malice of all other fate. Be brief. The King; thou lovest the Duke. Alas poor Domitilla; she is wounded As deep as I; rise and forgive my jealousy; I cannot promise thee to be my sister, But I will love thee Like one; let us call A counsel of our thoughts, and mingle sorrows; Yet when we have done all, and tired our breath, There is no cure for love, but love or death. He comforted and counseled Domitilla; I have my partly in loves affliction. I wish it prosper. He will have more care of his honour then To place thee so unworthily; Montalto Has played the cunning traitor with our loves, If I may trust thee noble Philoberto That told me the whole story of his falsehood, Which I before suspected. How the Dake? Admit him I preethe, and conceal me Domitilla; I know he comes a wooing to thy beauty; I preethe let me hear the second partly: Nay do not him de your face my Lord; it will Appear as fresh and lovely to my eyes, As when it first presented me your smiles; I am Theodosia still. Abused; time will discover to the ruin Of his own name, and glory of our loves, Montaltoes practice to divide our sonles. Upon whom? You outdo The satisfaction; if your grace can find Me grow again within your heart, where first My love desired to plant. Stay that revenge; shame has Already sunk him. I shall attend you Sir; we shall present Together, thus no object to displease him. Take us to your love; All jealousies are banished, and we both Breath from one soul. The misfortune Kept us at distance, was your cr atures act. Let him find your mercy Sir For his offence to me. Judge with charity My Lord; the case may be your own; you would Think her a cruel mistress, that should doom Your life to exile, for not payment of One ceremonious visit. I'll study thanks Sir Is Domitilla come to Court?