Still keep him fast chain'd: We must have none here But vernal blasts, and gentle winds appear; Such as blow flow'rs, and thro' the glad boughs sing Many soft welcomes to the lusty spring: Nept. Ho! the wind-commanding Æolus! Enter EOLUS, out of a rock. Eol. Great Neptune? Nept. He. Eol. What is thy will? Nept. We do command thee free Favonius, and thy milder winds, to wait Upon our Cinthia; but tie Boreas straight; He's too rebellious. Eol. I shall do it. Nept. Do. Eol. Great master of the flood, and all below, Thy full command has taken.-Ho! the Main! Neptune! Nept. Here. Eol. Boreas has broke his chain, Nept. Let him alone, I'll take him up at sea; He will not long be thence. Go once again, And call out of the bottoms of the main Blue Proteus, and the rest; charge them put on Their greatest pearls, and the most sparkling SONG. Hold back thy hours, dark Night, till we have done: The day will come too soon; Young maids will curse thee, if thou steal'st away, And leav'st their losses open to the day: Stay, stay, and hide The blushes of the bride. Stay, and confound her tears, and her shrill cry- But help not, tho' she call. Nept. Great queen of us and heav'n, hear To make this hour a full one, Cinth. Speak, sea's king. Nept. The tunes my Amphitrite joys to have, When they will dance upon the rising wave, And court me as the sails. My Tritons, play Music to lead a storm; I'll lead the way. SONG. [Measure. To bed, to bed; come, Hymen, lead the bride, That they may kiss while they may say, a maid; Whilst these lovers are a-twining. Eol. Ho! Neptune! Nept. Eolus! Fol. The seas go high, Boreas hath rais'd a storm: Go and apply Descend with all the gods, and all their power, To strike a calm. Evad. You prick me, lady. Dula. 'Tis against my will. hit Dula. I will refuse it. [Exeunt. She will pluck down aside; she does not use it. Evad. Why, do. Dula. You will find the play Quickly, because your head lies well that way. Evad. I thank thee, Dula; 'would, thon could'st instil Some of thy mirth into Aspatia ! Nothing but sad thoughts in her breast do dwell: Methinks, a mean betwixt you would do well. Dula. She is in love: Hang me, if I were so, It were a fitter hour for me to laugh, With sacrifice, than now. This should have been My night and all your hands have been employed In giving me a spotless offering Το my thoughts Anon you must endure more, and lie still: Evad. Sure, this wench is mad. Dula. No faith, this is a trick that I have had Since I was fourteen. Evad. 'Tis high time to leave it. Dula. Nay, now I'll keep it, 'till the trick A dozen wanton words, put in your head, The ablest man in Rhodes, or his heart ake. Dula. I'll hold your cards 'gainst any two I know. Dula. Madam, we'll do't, and make 'em leave play two. Evad. Aspatia, take her part. young Amintor's 's bed, as we are now For you. Pardon, Evadne; 'would, my worth Were great as yours, or that the king, or he, Or both, thought so! Perhaps, he found me worthless : But, till he did so, in these ears of mine, That art or love could frame. If he were false, Evad. Nay, leave this sad talk, madam. cause. Evad. See, if you have not spoiled all Dula's mirth. Asp. Thou think'st thy heart hard; but if thou be'st caught, Remember me; thou shalt perceive a fire Dula. That's not so good; let them shoot any thing but fire, I fear them not. Asp. Well, wench, thou may'st be taken. Erad. Ladies, good night: I'll do the rest myself. Dula, I could never have the pow'r To love one above an hour, But my heart would prompt mine eye Or, if not, give me all that I shall see at last. Dula. Nay, we must see you laid. That longing maids imagine in their beds, Omnes. Madam, good night. hearse; [Exit EVAD. 1 Lady. Come, we'll let in the bridegroom. Dula. Where's my lord? Enter AMINTOR. 1 Lady. Here, take this light. 1 Lady. Your lady's scarce abed yet; you Asp. Go, and be happy in your lady's love. May all the wrongs, that you have done to me, Be utterly forgotten in my death! I'll trouble you no more; yet I will take A parting kiss, and will not be deny'd. You'll come, my lord, and see the virgins weep, So with my prayers I leave you, and must try Dula. Come, ladies, will you go? [Exit. [Exeunt Ladies. Yonder she is, the lustre of whose eye But I shall like it. Evad. What look likes you best? Amin. Why do you ask? Letting them curl themselves about my limbs, Evad, That I may shew you one less pleasing Than sleep one night with thee. This is not to you Amin. How's that? Amin. Why, who has done thee wrong? Name me the man, and by thyself I swear, Thy yet unconquer'd self, I will revenge thee. Evad. Now I shall try thy truth. If thou dost love me, Thou weigh'st not any thing compar'd with me: This world can yield, or hopeful people feign, And bids him do this. Wilt thou kill this man? Off from thy lips. Amin.. I will not swear, sweet love, Till I do know the cause. Evad. I would, thou would'st. Why, it is thou, that wrong'st me; I hate thee; Thou should'st have killed thyself. Amin. If I should know that, I should quickly kill feigned, Nor sounds it like the coyness of a bride. Amin. Is flesh so earthly to endure all this? In praise of thee; we will adopt us sons; I do rage in vain; She can but jest. O, pardon me, my love! Evad. Do you invent the form: Amin. I know too much. 'Would I had doubt ed still! Was ever such a marriage night as this! way That men called fair and virtuous in this isle, That would have shunn'd my love; It is in thee To make me hold this worth. Oh! we vain men, That trust out all our reputation, To rest upon the weak and yielding hand Of feeble woman! But thou art not stone; Evad. When I call back this oath, Amin. I sleep, and am too temperate! Come Or by those hairs, which, if thou hadst a soul Evad. Why, so, perhaps, they are. Amin. What devil put it in thy fancy, then, To marry me? Evad. Alas, I must have one To father children, and to bear the name Amin. What a strange thing am I! Amin. Why, shew it then in this: Shall bless thy memory, and call thee good; Amin. I'll drag thee to my bed, and make thy To rid a ling ring wretch. tongue Undo this wicked oath, or on thy flesh Evad. I fear thee not. Do what thou dar'st Ev'ry ill-sounding word, or threat'ning look, Evad. Alas, Amintor, think'st thou I forbear Both. But it was the folly of thy youth Have sworn to stand or die: You guess the man. Evad. I must have one To fill thy room again, if thou wert dead; So thick upon me, that I lose all sense Thou art a word, no more.-But thou hast shewn Evad. To cover shame, I took thee; never fear Amin. Nor let the king Know I conceive he wrongs me; then mine ho nour Will thrust me into action, though my flesh Evad. Fear not; I will do this. Amin. Come, let us practise; and, as wantonly Evud. I am content. |