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The burnt air, when the Dog reigns, is not fouler | Vowed to do, if thou confess not, naked, Than thy contagious name, 'till thy repentance As thou hast left thine honour, will I leave thee; (If the gods grant thee any) purge thy sickness. That on thy branded flesh the world may read Evad. Be gone! You are my brother; that's Thy black shame, and my justice. Wilt thou bend your safety.

yet? Mel. I'll be a wolf first! 'Tis, to be thy brother, Evad. Yes. An infamy below the sin of coward.

Mel. Up, and begin your story. I am as far from being part of thee,

Evad. Oh, I am miserable ! As thou art from thy virtue : Seek a kindred Mel. 'Tis true, thou art. Speak truth still. Mongst sensual beasts, and make a goat thy Evad. I have offended : brother;

Noble sir, forgive me. A goat is cooler. Will you tell me yet?

Mel. With what secure slave?
Erad. If you stay here and rail thus, I shall Evad. Do not ask me, sir :

Mine own remembrance is a misery
I'll have you whipped! get you to your command, Too mighty for me.
And there preach to your centinels, and tell them Mel. Do not fall back again :
What a brave man you are : I shall laugh at you. My sword's unsheathed yet.
Mel. You're grown a glorious whore! Where Evad. What shall I do?
be your fighters ?

Mel. Be true, and make your fault less.
What mortal fool durst raise thee to this daring, Evad. I dare not tell.
And I alive? By my just sword, he had safer Mel. Tell, or I'll be this day a-killing thee.
Bestrid a billow, when the angry north

Evad. Will you forgive me then?
Plows up the sea, or made heaven's fire his food! Mel. Stay; I must ask
Work me no higher. Will you discover yet? Mine honour first.-I've too much foolish na-

Evad. The fellow's mad: Sleep, and speak sense.
Mel. Force my swollen heart no further: I would In me: Speak.
save thee.

Evad. Is there none else here? Your great maintainers are not here, they dare not: Mel. None but a fearful conscience; that's too 'Would they were all, and armed! I would speak loud;

Who is it? Flere's one should thunder to them! will you Evad. Oh, hear ine gently. It was the king. tell me?

Nel. No more. My worthy father's and my Thou hast no hope to escape: He, that dares most, services And darns away his soul to do thee service, Are liberally rewarded. King, I thank thee! Will sooner fetch meat from a hungry lion, For all my dangers and my wounds, thou hast Than come to rescue thee; thou'st death about thee. paid me Who has undone thine honour, poisoned thy virtue, In my own metal : These are soldiers' thanks! And, of a lovely rose, left thee a canker? Ilow long have you lived thus, Evadne? Erad. Let me consider.

Eoad. Too long. Mel. Do, whose child thou wert,

Mel. Too late you find it. Can you be sorry? Whose honour thou hast murdered, whose gruwe Esad. 'Would I were half as blameless! opened,

Mel. Evadne, thou wilt to thy trade again! And so pulled on the gods, that in their justice Evad. First to my grave. They must restore himn flesh again, and life, Niel. 'Would gods thou hadst been so blest! And raise his dry bones to revenge this scandal. Dost thou not hate this king now? prithee hate Etad. The gods are not of my mind; they had him. better

Couldst thou not curse him? I command thee, Let them lie sweet still in the earth; they'll stink

curse him.

Curse, till the gods hear, and deliver him
Mel. Do you raise mirth out of my easiness? To thy just wishes! Yet, I fear, Evadne,
Forsake me, then, all weaknesses of nature, You had rather play your gaine out.
That make men women! Speak, harlot, speak Erud. No; I feel

Too many sad confusions here, to let in
Or, by the dear soul of thy sleeping father, Any loose flame hereafter.
This sword shall be thy lover! Tell, or I'll kill thee; Àlel. Dost thou not feel, among all those, one
And when thou hast told all, thou wilt deserve it.
Etad. You will not murder me?

That breaks out nobly, and directs thine arm Mel. No? 'tis a justice, and a noble one, To kill this base king? To put the light out of such base offenders. Evad. All the gods forbid it! Évad. Help!

Mel. No; all the gods require It; they are disMel. By thy foul self, no human help shall honoured in him. help thee,

Evad. 'Tis too fearful. If thou criest! When I have killed thee, as I have Mel. You're valiant in his bed, and bold enough


brave anger,

no fear.

To be a stale hour, and have your

madam's name That slight contrition, that's no sacrifice Discourse for grooms and pages; and, hereafter, For what I have committed. When his cool majesty hath laid you by,

Amin. Sure I dazzle : To be at pension with some needy sir,

There cannot be a faith in that foul woman, For meat and coarser cloaths: Thus far you know That knows no god more mighty than her mis

chiefs. Come, you shall kill him.

Thou dost still worse, still number on thy faults, Evad. Good sir !

To press my poor heart thus. Can I believe Mel. An 'twere to kiss him dead, thou’dst There's any seed of virtne in that woman, smother him.

Left to shoot up, that dares go on in sin, Be wise, and kill him. Canst thou live, and know Known, and so known as thine is? Oh, Evadne ! What noble minds shall make thee, see thyself

'Would there were any safety in thy sex, Found out with every finger, made the shame That I might put a thousand sorrows off, Of all successions, and in this great ruin

And credit thy repentance! But I must not : Thy brother and thy noble husband broken? Thou hast brought me to that dull calamity, Thou shalt not live thus. Kneel, and swear to To that strange misbelief of all the world, help me,

And all things that are in it, that I fear
When I shall call thee to it; or, by all

I shall fall like a tree, and find my grave,
Holy in heaven and earth, thou shalt not live Only remembering, that I grieve.
To breathe a full hour longer; not a thought ! Evad. My lord,
Come, 'tis a righteous oath. Give me thy hands, Give me your griefs : You are an innocent,
And, both to heaven held up, swear, by that A soul as white as heaven; let not my sins

Perish your noble youth. I do not fall here
This lustful thies stole from thee, when I say it, To shadow, by dissembling with my tears,
To let his foul soul out.

(As, all say, women can) or to make less, Evad. Here I swear it;

What my hot will hath done, which heaven and you And, all you spirits of abused ladies,

Know to be tougher than the hand of time Help me in this performance !

Can cut from man's remembrance. No, I do not: Mel. Enough. This must be known to none I do appear the same, the same Evadne, But you and I, Evadne; not to your lord, Drest in the shames I lived in; the same monster! Though he be wise and noble, and a fellow

But these are names of hono to what I am: Dares step as far into a worthy action

I do present myself the foulest creature, As the most daring; ay, as far as justice. Most pois'nous, dang’rous, and despised of men, Ask me not why. Farewell. [Exit Mel. Lerna e're bred, or Nilus! I am hell, Evad. 'Would I could say so to my black dis- 'Till you, my dear lord, shoot your light into me, grace!

The beams of your forgiveness. I am soul-sick, Oh, where have I been all this time? how 'friended, And wither with the fear of one condemned, That I should lose myself thus desperately,

'Till I have got your pardon. And none for pity shew me how I wandered ? Amin. Rise, Evadne. There is not in the compass of the light Those heavenly powers, that put this good into thee, i A more unhappy creature: Sure, I am monstrous ! Grant a continuance of it! I forgive thee: For I have done those follies, those mad mischiefs, Make thyself worthy of it; and take heed, Would dare a woman. Oh, my loaden soul, Take heed, Evadne, this be serious. Be not so cruel to me; choke not up

Mock not the powers above, that can and dare

Give thee a great example of their justice

To all ensuing eyes, if thou playest
The way to my repentance ! Oh, my lord ! With thy repentance, the best sacrifice.
Amin. How now?

Evad. I have done nothing good to win belief, Evad. My much abused lord ! [Kneels. My life hath been so faithless. All the creatures, Amin. This cannot be !

Made for heaven's honours, have their ends, and Evad. I do not kneel to live; I dare not hope it; good ones, The wrongs I did are greater. Look upon me, All but the cozening crocodiles, false women! Though I appear with all my faults.

They reign here like those plagues, those killing Amin. Stand up.

sores, This is a new way to beget more sorrow:

Men pray against; and, when they die, like tales
Heaven knows I have too many! Do not mock me: III told and unbelieved, they pass away,
Though I am tame, and bred

with my wrongs,

And go to dust forgotten ! But, my lord,
Which are my foster-brothers, I may leap,

Those short days I shall number to my rest Like a hand-wolf, into my natural wildness, (As many must not see me) shall, though too late, And do an outijge. Prithee, do not mock me. Though in my evening, yet perceive a will;

Erud. My w. ole life is so leprous, it infects Since I can do no good, because a woman, All my repentance. I would buy your pardon, Reach constantly at something, that is near it: Though at the highest set; even with my life. I will redeem one minute of my age,


Or, like another Niobe, I'll weep

King. And will still, 'Till I am water.

Where I may do with justice to the world : Amin. I am now dissolved :

You have no witness.
My frozen soul melts. May each sin thou hast, Cal. Yes, myself.
Find a new mercy ! Rise; I am at peace.

King. No more,
Hadst thou been thus, thus excellently good, I mean, there were that heard it.
Before that devil king tempted thy frailty,

Cal. How! no more?
Sure thou hadst made a star! Give me thy hand. Would you have more? why, am not I enough
From this time I will know thee; and, as far To hang a thousand rogues ?
As honour gives me leave, be thy Amintor. King. But, so, you may
When we meet next, I will salute thee fairly, Hang honest men too, if you please.
And pray the gods to give thee happy days.

Cal. I may ! My charity shall go along with thee,

'Tis like I will do so : There are a hundred Though my embraces must be far from thee. Will swear it for a need too, if I say it I should have killed thee, but this sweet repent- King. Such witnesses we need not.

Cal. And 'tis hard Locks up my vengeance; for which thus I kiss If any word cannot hang a boisterous knave. thee

King. Enough. Where's Strato.
The last kiss we must take! And 'would to heaven

The holy priest, that gave our hands together,
Had given us equal virtues ! Go, Evadne;

Stra. Sir!
The gods thus part our bodies. Have a care King. Why, where is all the company? Call
My honour falls no farther : I am well then.

Amintor in; Evad. All the dear joys here, and, above, Evadne. Where's my brother, and Melantius ? hereafter,

Bid him come too; and Diphilus. Call all, Crown thy fair soul! Thus I take leave, my lord;

[Erit Strato. And never shall you see the foul Evadne, That are without there.-If he should desire Till she have tried all honoured means, that The combat of you, 'tis not in the power may

Of all our laws to hinder it, unless Set her in rest, and wash her stains away. We mean to quit them.

[Ereunt. Cal. Why, if you do think

'Tis fit an old man, and a counsellor, BANQUET. Enter King and CalianAX.

Do fight for what he says, then you may grant it. [Hautboys play within. King. I cannot tell how I should credit this Enter AMINTOR, EVADNE, MELANTIUS, DiFroin you, that are his enemy.


King. Come, sirs ! Amintor, thou art yet a He said it to me; and I'll justify it

bridegroom, What way he dares oppose-but with my sword. And I will use thee so: Thou shalt sit down. King. But did he break, without all circum- Evadne, sit; and you, Amintor, too : stance,

This banquet is for you, sir. Who has brought To you, his foe, that he would have the fort, A merry tale about him, to raise laughter To kill me, and then escape?

Amongst our wine? Why, Strato, where art Cal. If he deny it,

thou? I'll make him blush.

Thou wilt chop out with them unseasonably, King. It sounds incredibly.

When I desire them not. Cal Ay, so does every thing I say of late. Stra: 'Tis my ill lucki, sir, so to spend them king. Not so, Calianax.

then. Cal. Yes, I should sit

King. Reach me a bowl of wine. Melantius, Hlute, whilst a rogue with strong arms Cuts your


Art sad.
King. Well, I will try him; and, if this be true, Mel. I should be, sir, the merriest here,
I'll pawn my life I'll find it

. If it be false,

But I have ne'er a story of my own
And that you clothe your hate in such a lie, Worth telling at this time.
You shall hereafter dote in your own house, King. Give me the wine.
Not in the court.

Melantius, I am now considering
Cal. Why, if it be a lie,

How easy 'twere, for any man we trust, Mine ears are false; for, I'll be sworn, I heard it. To poison one of us in such a bowl. Old men are good for nothing : You were best Mel. I think it were not hard, sir, for a knave. Put me to death for hearing, and free him

Cal. Such as you are. For meaning it. You would have trusted me King. I'faith, 'twere easy: It becomes us well Once, but the time is altered.

To get plain-dealing men about ourselves;

my liege?

Such as you all are here. Amintor, to thee; I will not touch thee, so much as with shame And to thy fair Evadne.

Of telling it. Let it be so no more. Mel. Have you thought of this, Calianax ?

Cal. Why, this is very fine.

[Apart. Mel. I cannot tell Cal. Yes, marry, have I.

What 'tis you mean ; but I am apt enough Mel. And what's your resolution?

Rudely to thrust into an ignorant fault. Cal. You shall have it, soundly, I warrant you. But let me know it: Happily, 'tis ght King. Reach to Amintor, Strato.

But misconstruction; and, where I am clear, Amin. Here, my love,

I will not take forgiveness of the gods,
This wine will do thee wrong, for it will set

Much less of you.
Blushes upon thy cheeks; and, 'till thou dost King. Nay, if you stand so stiff,
A fault, 'twere pity.

I shall call back my mercy.
King. Yet, I wonder much

Mel. I want smoothness
At the strange desperation of these men, To thank a man for pardoning of a crime,
That dare attempt such acts here in our state : I never knew.
He could not 'scape, that did it.

King. Not to instruct your knowledge, but to Mel. Were he known,


you Impossible.

My ears are every where, you meant to kill me, King. It would be known, Melantius.

And get the fort to escape. Mel. It ought to be: If he got then away,

Mel. Pardon me, sir; He must wear all our lives upon his sword. My bluntness will be pardoned: You preserve He need not fly the island; he must leave A race of idle people here about you, No one alive.

Facers and talkers, to defame the worth King. No; I should think no man

Of those, that do things worthy. The man, that Could kill me, and 'scape clear, but that old man. uttered this, Cal. But I! heaven bless me! I! should I, Had perished without food, be it who it will,

But for this arm, that fenced him from the foe. King. I do not think thou would'st; but yet And, if I thought you gave a faith to this, thou might'st;

The plainness of my nature would speak more. for thou hast in thy hands the means to escape, Give me a pardon (for you ought to do it) By keeping of the fort. He has, Melantius, To kill him, that spake this. And he has kept it well.

Cal. Ay, that will be Mel. From cobwebs, sir,

The end of all : Then I am fairly paid 'Tis clean swept : I can find no other art For all my care and service. In keeping of it now : Twas ne'er besieged,

Mcl. That old man, Since he commanded it.

Who calls me enemy, and of whom I Cal. I shall be sure

(Though I will never match my hate so low)
Of your good word : But I have kept it safe Ilave no good thought, would yet, I think, ex-
From such as you.
Mel. Keep your ill temper in :

And swear he thought me wronged in this.
I speak no malice. Had my brother kept it, Cal. Who, I?
I should have said as much.

Thou shameless fellow! Didst thou not speak to me King. You are not merry.

Of it thyself. Brother, drink wine. Sit you all still !--Calianax, Mel. Oh, then it came from him? I cannot trust this : I have thrown out words, Cal. From me! who should it come from, but That would have fetched warm blood upon the

from me? cheeks

Mel. Nay, I believe your malice is enough : Of guilty men, and he is never moved :

But I have lost my anger. Sir, I hope lle knows no such thing.

[Apart. You are well satisfied. Cal. Impudence may 'scape,

King. Lysippus, chear When feeble virtue is accused.

Amintor and his lady; there's no sound King. He must,

Comes from you; I will come and do it myself. If he were guilty, feel an alteration

Amin. You have done already, sir, for me, I At this our whisper, whilst we point at him : You see he does not.

King. Melantius, I do credit this from him, Cal. Let him hang himself:

How slight soe'er you make it.
What care I what he does? This he did say. Mel. 'Tis strange you should.

King. Melantius, you can easily conceive Cal. 'Tis strange he should believe an old man's
What I have meant; for men, that are in fault, word,
Can subtly apprehend, when others aim

That never lied in his life?
At what they do amiss : But I forgive

Mel. I talk not to thee! Freely, before this man. Heaven do so too! Shall the wild words of this distempered man,

cuse me,

thank you.

me still.

Frantic with age and sorrow, make a breach Mel. Calianax,
Betwixt your majesty and me? 'Twas wrong The king believes you; come, you shall go home,
To hearken to him; but to credit him,

And rest; you have done well.—You'll give it up,
As much, at least, as I have power to bear. When I have used you thus a month, I hope.
But pardon mewhilst I speak only truth,

I may commend myself-I have bestowed Cal. Now, now, 'tis plain, sir; he does mote
My careless blood with you, and should be loth
To think an action, that would make me lose He says, he knows I'll give him up the fort,
That, and my thanks too. When I was a boy, When he has used me thus a month. I am mad,
I thrust myself into my country's cause,

Am I not, still?
And did a deed, that plucked five years from time, Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!
And styled me man then. And for you, my king, Cal. I shall be mad indeed, if you do thus !
Your subjects all have fed by virtue of

Why should you trust a sturdy fellow there
My arm. This sword of mine hath plowed the (That has no virtue in him; all's in his sword)

Before me? Do but take his weapons from liin,
And reaped the fruit in peace;

And he's an ass; and I'm a very fool,
And you yourself have lived at home in ease. Both with him, and without him, as you use me.
So terrible I grew, that, without swords,

Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!
My name hath fetched you conquest : And my King. 'Tis well, Calianax. But if you use

This once again, I shall entreat some other
And limbs are still the same; my will as great To see your offices be well discharged.
To do you service. Let me not be paid Be merry, gentlemen; it grows somewhat late.
With such a strange distrust.

Amintor, thou wouldst be a-bed again.
King. Melantius,

Amin. Yes, sir. I held it great injustice to believe

King. And you, Evadne. Let me take
Thine enemy, and did not; if I did,

Thee in my arins, Mclantius, and believe
I do not; let that satisfy. What, struck Thou art, as thou deservest to be, my friend
With sadness all? More wine!

Still, and for ever. Good Calianax,
Cal. A few tine words

Sleep soundly; it will bring thee to thyself. Have overthrown my truth. Ah, thou art a villain!

[Exeunt. Mel. Why, thou wert better let me have the fort;

Alanent MELANTICS and CalianIX. Dotard ! I will disgrace thee tbus for ever: Cal. Sleep soundly! I sleep soundly now, I hope; There shall no credit lie upon thy words. I could not be thus else. How dar'st thou stay Think better, and deliver it.

[ -Apart. Alone with me, knowing how thou hast used mic? Cal. My liege,

Mel. You cannot blast me with your tongue, He's at me now again to do it. Speak;

and that's Deny it, if thou canst. Examine him,

The strongest part you have about you. While he is hot; for, if he cool again,

Cal. Ay, He will forswear it.

Do look for some great punishment for this : King. This is lunacy,

For I begin to forget all my hate, I hope, Melantius.

And take it unkinlly, that mine enemy
Mcl. He hath lost himself

Should use me so extraordinarily scurvily.
Much, since his daughter missed the happiness, Mel. I shall melt too, if you begin to take
My sister gained; and, though he call me foe, Unkindnesses: I never meant you hurt.
I pity him.

Cal. Thou'lt anger me again. Thou wretched
Cal. Pity? a pox upon you !

rogue, Mel. Mark his disordered words! And, at the Meant me no hurt! Disgrace me with the king; masque,

Lose all my offices ! This is no hurt, Diagoras knows, he raged, and railed at me, Is it? I prithec, what dost thou call furt? And called a lady whore, so innocent,

Mel. To poison men, because they love me not; She understood him not. But it becomes To call the credit of men's wives in question; Both you and me too to forgive distraction : To murder children betwixt me and land; Pardon him, as I do.

This is all hurt.
Cal. I'll not speak for thee,

Cul. All this thou think'st, is sport;
For all thy cunning. If you will be safe, For mine is worse : But use thy will with me;
Chop off his head; for there was never known For, betwixt grief and anger, I could cry.
So impudent a rascal.

Mel. Be wise then, and be safe; thou may’st
King. Some, that love him,

revenge. Get him to bed. Why, pity should not let Cal. Ay, o' the king? I would revenge o' thee, Age make itself contemptible; we must be

Mel. That you must plot yourself. All old; have him away.

Cal. I'm a fine plotter.

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