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I love the keeper till he let it go,
Made me imagine, you had heard the change. And then I follow it.
Mel. Who hath he taken then? Diph. Hail, worthy brother !
Lys. A lady, sir, Hle, that rejoices not at your return
That bears the light above her, and strikes dead In safety, is mine enemy for ever.
With flashes of her eye: the fair Evadne, Mel. I thank thee, Diphilus. But thou art Your virtuous sister. faulty;
Mel. Peace of heart betwixt them !
But this is strange.
To honour you; and these solemnities
Are at his charge. Is my king's straight command; which you, my lord, Mel. It is royal, like himself. But I am sad Can witness with me.
My speech bears so unfortunate a sound Lys. It is true, Melantius;
To beautiful Aspatia. There is rage He might not come, till the solemnity
Hid in her father's breast, Calianax, Of this great match was past.
Bent long against me; and he should not think, Diph. Have you heard of it?
If I could call it back, that I would take Mel. Yes. I have given cause to those, that So base revenges, as to scorn the state Envy my deeds abroad,
call me gamesome : Of his neglected daughter. Holds he still I have no other business here at Rhodes.
His greatness with the king? Lys. We have a masque to-night, and you must Lys. Yes. But this lady tread
Walks discontented, with her watery eyes A soldier's measure.
Bent on the earth. The unfrequented woods Mel. These soft and silken wars are not for me: Are her delight; and, when she sees a bank The music must be shrill, and all confused, Stuck full of flowers, she, with a sigh, will tell That stirs my blood; and then I dance with arms. Her servants, what a pretty place it were But is Amintor wed?
To bury lovers in ; and make her maids Diph. This day.
Pluck them, and strew her over like a corse. Mel. All joys upon him! for he is my
friend. She carries with her an infectious grief, Wonder not, that I call a man so young my friend: That strikes all her beholders; she will sing Ilis worth is great; valiant he is, and temperate; The mournfullest things, that ever ear hath heard, And one that never thinks his life his own, And sigh, and sing again; and, when the rest If his friend need it. When he was a boy, Of our young ladies, in their wanton blood, As oft as I returned (as, without boast,
Tell mirthful tales in course, that fill the room I brought home conquest) he would gaze upon me, With laughter, she will, with so sad a look, And view me round, to find in what one limb Bring forth a story of the silent death The virtue lay to do those things he heard. Of some forsaken virgin, which her grief Then would he wish to see my sword, and feel Will put in such a phrase, that, ere she end, The quickness of the edge, and in his hand She'll send them weeping one by one away. Weigh it: He oft would make me smile at this. Mel. She has a brother under my command, Ilis youth did promise much, and his ripe years Like her; a face as womanish as hers; Will see it all performed.
But with a spirit, that hath much out-grown
The number of his
years. Hail, maid and wife!
Enter AMINTOR. Thou fair Aspatia, may the holy knot,
Cle. My lord, the bridegroom! That thou hast tied to-day, last till the hand Mel. I might run fiercely, not more hastily, Of age undo it! mayest thou bring a race Upon my foe. I love thee well, Amintor; Unto Amintor, that may fill the world
My mouth is much too narrow for my heart; Successively with soldiers !
I joy to look upon those eyes of thine ; Asp. My hard fortunes
Thou art my friend, but my disorder'd speech Deserve not scorn; for I was never proud, Cuts off my love. When they were good.
[Exit. Amin. Thou art Melantius; Mel, llow is this?
All love is spoke in that. A sacrifice, Lys. You are mistaken,
To thank the gods Melantius is return'd For she is not married.
In safety! Victory sits on his sword, Niel. You said Amintor was.
As she was wont: May she build there and dwell; Diph. It is true; but
And may thy armour be, as it hath been, Mel. Pardon me, I did receive
Only thy valour and thy innocence! Letters at Patria from my Amintor,
What endless treasures would our enemies give, That he should marry her.
That I might hold thee still thus ! Diph. And so it stood
Mel. I am but poor In all opinion long; but your arrival
In words; but credit me, young man, thy mother
Could do no more but weep for joy to see thee Mel. [within.] Open the door.
Diag. I hope your lordship brings no troop And that was war.
you; for, if you do, I must return them. Amin. Pardon, thou holy god
Enter MELAntius and a Lady.
MIcl. None but this lady, sir.
Ding: The ladies are all placed above, save Mel. I fear thou art grown too fickle; for I hear those that come in the king's troop: The best A lady mourns for thee; men say, to death;
of Rhodes sit there, and there is room. Forsaken of thee; on what terms I know not.
Mel. I thank you, sir. When I have seen you Amin. She had my promise; but the king forbad it, placed, madam, I must attend the king; but, the And made me make this worthy change, thy sister, masque done, I'll wait on you again. Accompanied with graces far above her;
Diag. Stand back there-room for
lord With whom I long to lose my lusty youth,
Melantius-pray, bear back—this is no place for And grow old in her arms.
such youths and their trulls—let the doors shut Mel. Be prosperous !
again.—No !-do your heads itch? I will scratch Enter Messenger.
them for you. So, now thrust and hang.--Again!
who is it now?-I cannot blame my lord CaliVess. My lord, the masquers rage for you. anax for going away: Would he were here! he Lys. We are gone. Cleon, Strato, Diphilus— would run raging among them, and break a dozen Amin. We will all attend you. We shall trouble wiser heads than his own, in the twinkling of an you
eye.-What's the news now? With our solemnities.
Within.] I pray you, can you help me to the
I Mel. Not so, Amintor:
speech of the master-cook? But if you laugh at my rude carriage
Diag. If I open the door, I will cook some of In peace, I'll do as much for you in war, your calves heads. Peace, rogues !-Again! who When you come thither. Yet I have a mistress
Diag. O, my lord, I must. Make room there But you stand still, and here my way lies. for
lord. Enter CALIANAX with DiagoRAS.
Enter MELANTIUS. Cal. Diagoras, look to the doors better, for Is your lady placed ?
[To Mel. shame! you let in all the world, and anon the Mel. Yes, sir, king will rail at me—why, very well said—by I thank you. My lord Calianax, well met. Jove, the king will have the show in the court. Your causeless hate to me, I hope, is buried.
Diag. Why do you swear so, my lord? You Cal. Yes, I do service for your sister here, know, he will have it here.
That brings my own poor child to timeless death: Cal. By this light, if he be wise, he will not. She loves your friend Amintor; such another Diag. And, if he will not be wise, you are for- False-hearted lord as you.
Mel. You do me wrong, Cal. One may wear out his heart with swear- A most unmanly one, and I am slow ing, and get thanks on no side. I'll be gone- In taking vengeance ! But be well advised. look to it, who will.
Cal. It may be so. Who placed the lady there, Diag. My lord, I shall never keep them out. So near the presence of the king ? Prav, stay; your looks will terrify them.
Mel. I did. Cal. My looks terrify them, you coxcombly Cal. My lord, she must not sit there. ass, you! I will be judged by all the company, Mel. Why? whether thou hast not a worse face than I.
Cal. The place is kep for women of more worth. Diag. I mean, because they know you and Miel. More worth than she? It mis-becomes your office.
your age, Cal. Office! I would I could put it off: I am And place, to be thus womanish. Forbear! sure I sweat quite through my office. I might What you have spoke, I am content to think trave made room at my daughter's wedding : they The palsy shook your tongue to. have near killed her among them; and now I Cal. Why, it is well, if I stand here to place must do service for him, that hath forsaken her. men's wenches. Serve, that will.
Mel. I shall forget this place, thy age, my safety, Diag. He is so humourous since his daughter And, thorough all, cut that poor sickly week, was fursaken.--Hark, hark! there, there ! so, so! Thou hast to live, away from thee. Codes, Codes ! [Knock within.] What now? Cal. Nay, I know you can fight for your whore.
Mel. Bate the king, and be he flesh and blood, | By which I may discover all the place
Are come to wait on our solemnities.
How dull and black am I! I could not find
I am so blind.
Methinks, they shew like to those eastern streaks,
peace They shall be braved by such ignoble men,
That warn us hence, before the morning breaks. As, if the land were troubled, would with tears
Back, my pale servant, for these eyes know how And knees beg succour from them. 'Would, that To shoot far more and quicker rays than thou. blood,
Cinth. Great queen, they be a troop, for whom
A troop, that looks as if thyself and I
gaze upon these mortals, that appear But a place privileged to do men wrong.
Brighter than we.
Night. Then let us keep them here;
But hold our places, and out-shine the day. Amin. What vile injury
Cinth. Great queen of shadows, you are pleased Ilas stirred my worthy friend, who is as slow
to speak To fight with words as he is quick of hard?
Of more than may be done : We may not break Mlel. That heap of age, which I should reve
The gods decrees; but, when our time is come, rence,
Must drive away, and give the day our room. If it were temperate; but testy years
Night. Then shine at full, fair queen, and by Are most contemptible.
thy power Amin. Good sir, forbear.
Produce a birth, to crown this happy hour, Cal. There is just such another as yourself. Of nymphs and shepherds : Let their songs disAmin. He will wrong you, or me, or any man,
cover, And talk as if he had no life to lose,
Easy and sweet, who is a happy lover. Since this our match. The king is coming in :
Or, if thou woo't, then call thine own Endymion, I would not for more wealth than I enjoy, From the sweet flowery bed he lies upon, Ile should perceive you raging. Ile did hear
On Latmus' top, thy pale beams drawn away; You were at difference now, which hastened him. And of this long night let him make a day.
Cal. Make room there ! [Hautboys pluywithin. Cinth. Thou dream’st, dark queen; that fair Enter King, Evadne, Aspatia, lords, and ladies.
boy was not mine,
Nor went I down to kiss him. Ease and wine King. Melantius, thou art welcome, and my love Have bred these bold tales: Poets, when they rage, Is with thee still : But this is not a place Turn gods to men, and make an hour an age. To brabble in. Calianax, join hands.
But I will give a greater state and glory, Cal. He shall not have my hand.
And raise to time a noble memory King. This is no time
Of what these lovers are. Rise, rise, I say, To force you to it. I do love you
Thou power of deeps; thy surges lade away, Calianax, you look well to your office;
Neptune, great king of waters, and by me
Be proud to be commanded.
Nept. Cinthia, see,
Thy word hath fetch'd me hither : Let me know, Evad. O, my dearest brother!
Why I ascend ? Your presence is more joyful than this day
Cinth. Doth this majestic show Can be unto me.
Give thee no knowledge yet?
Nept. Yes, now I see
Something intended, Cinthia, worthy thee.
Go on; I'll be a helper.
here And send a beam upon iny swarthy face; But vernal blasts, and gentle winds appear;
Such as blow flowers, and thro' the glad boughs
Hold back thy hours, dark Night, till we have Many soft welcomes to the lusty spring :
done : These are our music. Next, thy watery race
The day will come too soon ; Bring on in couples (we are pleased to grace
Young maids will curse thee, if thou steal'st away, This noble night), each in their richest things
And leav'st their losses open to the day :
Stuy, stay, and hide
The blushes of the bride.
Stay, gentle Night, and with thy darkness cover Nept. Ho! the windCommanding Æolus !
The kisses of her lover.
Stay, and confound her tears, and her shrill cryo Enter Æolus, out of a rock.
ings, Æol. Great Neptune?
Her weak denials, vows, and often dyings; Nept. He.
Stay, and hide all, fol. What is thy will ?
But help not, tho' she call.
Nept. Great queen of us and heaven, hear
what I bring Upon our Cinthia; but tie Boreas straight; To make this hour a full one, He's too rebellious.
If not o'ermeasure.
Cinth. Speak, sea's king.
Nept. The tunes my Amphitrite joys to have, Thy full command has taken. -110! the Main! And court me as she sails. My tritons, play Neptune!
Music to lead a storm; I'll lead the way. Nept. Here.
[Measure. Æol. Boreas has broke his chain, And, struggling, with the rest has got away.
SONG. Nept. Let him alone, I'll take him up at sea; To bed, to bed; come Hymen, lead the bride, He will not long be thence. Go once again, And lay her by her husband's side : And call out of the bottoms of the main
Bring in the virgins every one, Blue Proteus, and the rest; charge them put on
That grieve to lie alone ; Their greatest pearls, and the most sparkling stone That they may kiss while they may say, a muid; The beaten rock breeds ; 'till this night is done To-morrow, 'twill be other, kiss'd, and said. By me a solemn honour to the moon.
Hesperus be long a shining,
Whilst these lorers are a-twining.
ol. Ho! Neptune! Strike a full silence; do a thorough right
Nept. Æolus ! To this great chorus; that our music may
Æol. The seas go high, Touch high as heaven, and make the east break Boreas hath rais'd a storm : Go and apply day
Thy trident; else, I prophesy, ere day At mid-night.
Many a tall ship will be cast away.
Descend with all thy gods, and all their power, SONG.
To strike a calm.
Cinth. A thanks to every one, and to gratulate Cinthia, to thy power and thee,
So great a service, done at my desire,
Ye shall have many foods, fuller and higher
have wished for; no ebb shall dare Come to steal this night away,
To let the day see, where your dwellings are.
Now back unto your government in haste,
Lest your proud charge should swell above the
And win upon the island.
Nept. We obey.
[Neptune descends, and the sea gods. Like the gallies when they row,
Cinth. Ilold up thy head, dead Night; seest Even beat.
thou not day?
The east begins to lighten: I must down,
And give my brother place.
Night. Oh, I could frown
To see the Day; the Day, that sings his light [The measure. Upon my kingdoin, and contemns old Night!
And no day
Cinth. I into day.
THE MASQUE Ends.
King. Take lights there. Ladies, get the bride
Let him go on and Aame! I hope to see
Cinth. Heave up thy drowsy head again, and see
wilt thou go? Night. I'll vanish into mists.
We will not see you laid. Good night, Amintor;
Amin. All happiness to you.
Enter EvADNE, Aspatia, Dula, and other la
Asp. Lay a garland on my hearse, Erad. Dula, 'Would, thou could'st instil
Of the dismal
yew; Some of thy mirth into Aspatia!
Maidens, willow branches bear ; Nothing but sad thoughts in her breast do dwell:
Say, I died true : Methinks, a mean betwixt you would do well.
My love was false, but I was firm Dula. She is in love : Hang me, if I were so,
hour of birth But I could run my country. I love, too,
Upon my buried body lie To do those things that people in love do.
Lighily, gentle earth! Asp. It were a timeless smile should prove my cheek:
Evad. Fie on it, madam! the words are so It were a fitter hour for me to laugh,
strange, they are able to make one dream of hobWhen at the altar the religious priest
I could never have the power :' Sing Were pacifying the offended powers
that, Dula. With sacrifice, than now. This should have been Dula. I could never have the pow'r My night : and all your hands have been employed
To love one above an hour, In giving me a spotless offering
But my heart would prompt mine eye To young Ainintor's bed, as we are now
On some other man to fly : For you. Pardon, Evadne; 'would, my worth
Venus, fir thou mine eyes fast, Were great as yours, or that the king, or he, Or, if not, give me all that I shall see at last. Or both, thoughit so! Perhaps, he found me worthless :
Evad. So, leave me now. But, till he did so, in these ears of mine,
Dula. Nay, we must see you laid. These credulous ears, he poured the sweetest words Asp. Madam, good night. May all the marThat art or love could frame. If he were false,
riage joys Pardon it, Heaven! And if I did want
That longing maids imagine in their beds,
Etad. Nay, leave this sad talk, madam. Enquire of me, and I will guide your moan;
To keep your sorrow waking. Love
lord Evad. See, if you have not spoiled all Dula's No worse than I ; but, if you love so well, mirth.
Alas, you may displease him; so did I. Asp. Thou thinkest thy heart hard; but if thou This is the last time you shall look on me. be'st caught,
Ladies, farewell. As soon as I am dead,
Bring each a mournful story, and a tear,
With flattering ivy clasp my coffin round;
The truth of maids, and perjuries of men.
[Erit Eral. Asp. Lay a garland on my hearse,
Omnes. Madam, good night.
1 Lady. Come, we'll let in the bridegroom.
Dula. Where's my lord ?
1 Lady. llere, take this light,