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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?
Mine own remembrance is a misery
Mel. Be true, and make your fault less.
Evad. Will you forgive me then?
Evad. The fellow's mad: Sleep, and speak sense.
Evad. Is there none else here?
Who is it? Here's one should thunder to them! will you Evod. Oh, hear me gently. It was the king. tell me?
Mel. No more. My worthy father's and my Thou hast no bope to escape : He, that dares most, services And danns 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 deatli 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.
Evad. Too long. Mel. Do, whose child thou wert,
Mel. Too late you find it. Can you be sorry? Whose honour thou hast murdered, whose grave Evad. '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 Erad. First to my grave. They must restore him flesh again, and lite, Miel. '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 Erad. The gods are not of my mind; they had
Couldst thou not curse him? I command thee, Let them lie sweet still in the earth; they'll stink
Curse, till the gods hear, and deliver him
Too many sad confusions here, to let in
That breaks out nobly, and directs thine arm Mel. No? 'tis a justice, and a noble one, To kill this base king? Το pait the light out of such base offenders. Evad. All the gods forbid it! Étad. Help!
Mel. No; all the gods require 15; they are disMel. By thy foul self, no human help shall honoured in him. help thee,
Eoad. 'Tis too fearful. li thou criest! When I have killed thee, as I have Mel. You're valiant in his bed, and bold enough
To be a stale hour, and have your madam's name That slight contrition, that's no sacrifice
Amin. Sure I dazzle :
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
I shall fall like a tree, and find my grave,
Évad. My lord,
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
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 honour, to what I am : Dares step as far into a worthy action
I do present myself the foulest creature,
Lerpa e're bred, or Nilus! I am hell,
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, Évadne. There is not in the compass of the light Those heavenly powers, that put this good into thee, 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 daré
Give thee a great example of their justice
To all ensuing eyes, if thou playest
Evad. I have done nothing good to win belief,
Made for heaven's honours, have their ends, and
They reign here like those plagues, those killing
Erud. My w. ole life is so leprous, it infects Since I can do no good, because a woman,
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.
King. No more,
Cal. How! no more?
Cal. I may! My charity shall go along with thee,
'Tis like I will do so : There are a hundred Though my embraces inust be far from thee. Will swear it for a need too, if I say itI 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.
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, EVADŇE, MELANTIUS, DiFrom you, that are his enemy.
PHILUS, LYSIPPUS, CLEƠN, STRATO: Cal. l'ın sure
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 luck, sir, so to spend them King. Not so, Calianax.
then. Cal. Yes, I should sit
King. Reach me a bowl of wine. Melantius, dute, whilst a rogue with strong arms tuts your thou throat.
pawn my life I'll find it. If it be false, But I have ne'er a story of my own
Melantius, I am now considering
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;
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
[Apart. Nel. 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 nought 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.
Miel. I want smoothness
King. Not to instruct your knowledge, but to
My cars are every where, you meant to kill me, King. It would be known, Melantius.
And get the fort to escape. Nlel. 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 ain 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 llave no good thought, would yet, I think, exFrom such as you.
cuse me, Mel. Keep your ill temper in :
And swear he thought me wronged in this.
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. Ile 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. Mela us, 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,
Frantic with age and sorrow, make a breach Mel. Calianax,
And rest; you have done well.—You'll give it up,
[ Apart. 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 hiin; all's in his sword) ground,
Before me? Do but take his weapons from hin, 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 heart
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.
Ainintor, 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 arms, Melantius, 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;
Manent MELAYTICS and CALIANAX. Dotard! I will disgrace thee thus 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 me? 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, Ile 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 unkindly, that mine enemy Mel lle 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, Iel. 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 prithee, what dost thou call hurt? Ind called a lady whore, so innocent,
Mel. To poison men, because they love me not; Sie 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,
Cal. 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. do 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.