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Edad. The night grows horrible; and all a- Evad. I am not she; nor bear I in this breast bout me

So much cold spirit to be called a woman. Like my black purpose. Oh, the conscience I am a tyger; I am any thing Of a lost virgin! whither wilt thou pull me? That knows not pity. Stir not! If thou dost, To what things, dismal as the depth of hell, I'll take thee unprepared; thy fears upon thee, Wilt thou provoke me? Let no woman dare That make thy sins look double; and so send thee From this hour be disloyal, if her heart be flesh, (By my revenge, I will) to look those torments, If she have blood, and can fear: 'Tis a daring Prepared for such black souls. Above that desperate fool's, that left his peace, King. Thou dost not mean this; 'tis impossiAnd went to sea to fight. 'Tis so many sins,

ble: An age cannot repent 'em; and so great, Thou art too sweet and gentle. The gods want mercy for! Yet, I must through'em. Evad. No, I am not. I have begun a slaughter on my honour, I am as foul as thou art, and can number And I must end it there.--He sleeps. Good As many such hells here. I was once fair, Heav'ns!

Once I was lovely; not a blowing rose Why give you peace to this untemperate beast, More chastely sweet, till thou, thou, thou foul That hath so long transgress'd you? I must kill

canker, him,

(Stir not) didst poison me. I was a world of virAnd I will do it bravely: The mere joy

tue, Tells me, I merit in it. Yet, I must not

your curst court and you (hell bless you for’t!) Thus tamely do it, as he sleeps ; that were With your temptations on temptations, To rock him to another world : My vengeance Made me give up mine honour; for which, king, Shall take him waking, and then lay before him I'm come to kill thee. The number of his wrongs and punishments. King. No! I'll shake his sins like furies, till I waken

Edad. I am. His evil angel, his sick conscience,

King. Thou art not! And then i'll strike him dead. King, by your prithee speak not these things: Thou are gentle,

leave, (Ties his arms to the Bed. And wert not meant thus rugged. 1 dare not trust your strength. Your grace and I Evad. Peace, and hear me. Must grapple upon even terms no more. Stir nothing but your tongue, and that for mercy So: Ii' he rail me not from my resolution, To those above us; by whose lights I vow, I shall be strong enough.—My lord the king ! Those blessed fires, that shot to see our sin, My lord !-He sleeps, as if he meant to wake If thy hot soul had substance with thy blood, No more.-My lord !- Is he not dead already? I would kill that too; which, being past my steel, Sir! My lord!

My tongue shall reach. Thou art a shameless King. Who's that?

villain ! Etad. Oh, you sleep soundly, sir !

A thing out of the overcharge of nature; King. My dear Evadne,

Sent, like a thick cloud, to disperse a plague I have been dreaming of thee. Come to bed. Upon weak catching women ! such a tyrant, Edad. I am come at length, sir; but how wel. That for his lust would sell away his subjects; come?

Ay, all his heav'n hereafter ! King. What pretty new device is this, Evadne? King. Hear, Evadne, What do you tie me to you? By my love, Thou soul of sweetness, hear! I am thy king. This is a quaint one. Come, my dear, and kiss me; Evad. Thou art my shame! Lie still, there's I'll be thy Mars; to bed, my queen of love;

none about you, Let us be caught together, that the gods Within your cries: All promises of safety May see, and envy our embraces.

Are but deluding dreams. Thus, thus, thou foul Évad. Stay, sir, stay;

man, You are too hot, and I have brought you physic Thus I begin my vengeance ! (Stabs him. To temper your high veins.

King. Hold, Evadne ! King. Prithee, to bed then; let me take it I do command thee hold. warm;

Evad. I do not mean, sir, There thou shalt know the state of my body better. To part so fairly with you; we must change

Erad. I know you have a-surfeited foul body; More of these love-tricks yet. And you must bleed.

King. What bloody villain king. Bleed!

Provok'd thee to this murder? Ered. Ay, you shall bleed! Lie still; and, if Evad. Thou, thou monster. the devil,

King. Oh! Your lust, will give you leave, repent. This Evad. Thou kept'st me brave at court, and steel

king; Comes to redeem the honour, that you stole, Then married me to a young noble gentleman, King, my fair name; which nothing but thy And whor'dst me still. death

King. Evadae, pity me. Can answer to the world.

Evad. Hell take me then! This for


lord King. How is this, Evadne?


whor'dst me,


This for my noble brother! and this stroke Cal. 'Tisafine eloquence to come to the gallows! For the most wrong'd of women! (Kills him. You were born to be my end. The devil take King. Oh! I die.

you! Evad. Die all our faults together! I forgive Now must I hang for company. 'Tis strange, thee.

[Erit. I should be old, and neither wise nor valiant. Enter two of the Bedchamber.

Ente-LYSIPPUS, DIAGORAS, CLEON, STRATO, 1. Come, now she's gone, let's enter; the king

and Guard. Expects it, and will be angry:

Lys. See where he stands, as boldly confident, 2. 'Tis a fine wench! we'll have a snap at her As if he had his full command about him. One of these nights as she goes from him. Stra. He looks as if he had the better cause, sir ;

1. Content! How quickly he had done with her. Under your gracious pardon, let me speak it! I see kings can do no more that way than other Though he be mighty spirited, and forward mortal people.

To all great things ; to all things of that danger 2. How fast he is! I cannot hear him breathe. Worse men shake at the telling of; yet, cer

1. Either the tapers give a feeble light, Or he looks very pale.

I do believe him noble; and this action 2. And so he does;

Rather pulld on, than sought : His mind was Pray heaven he be well; let's look. Alas!

ever He's stiff, wounded and dead! Treason, treason! As worthy as his hand. 1. Run forth and call.

Lys. "Tis my fear, too. 2. Treason, treason !

[Erit. Heaven forgive all ! Summon him, lord Cleon. 1. This will be laid on us :

Cleon. Ho, from the walls there. Who can believe a woman could do this? Mel. Worthy Cleon, welcome. Enter Cleon and LYSIPPUS.

We could have wish'd you here, lord: You are

honest. Cleon. How now! Where's the traitor ? Cal. Well, thou art as flattering a knave, tho’ 1. Fled, fled away; but there her woeful act lies I dare not tell thee so-

(Aside. still.

Lys. Melantius! Cleon. Her act! a woman!

Mel. Sir. Lys. Where's the body?

Lys. I am sorry, that we meet thus; our old 1. There.

love Lys. Farewell, thou worthy man! There were Never requir’d such distance. Pray Heaven, two bonds,

You have not left yourself, and sought this safety That tied our loves, a brother and a king; More out of fear than honour! You have lost The least of which might fetch a flood of tears: A noble master ; which your faith, Melantius, But such the misery of greatness is,

Some think, might have preserv'd: Yet you They have no time to mourn; then pardon me!

know best. Sirs, which way went she?

Cal. When time was, I was mad; some, that

dares fight, Enter STRATO.

I hope will pay this rascal. Sira. Never follow her;

Mel. Royal young man, whose tears look loveFor she, alas ! was but the instrument.

ly on thee, News is now brought in that Melantius

Had they been shed for a deserving one, Has got the fort, and stands upon the wall; They had been lasting monuments! Thy brother, And with a loud voice calls those few, that pass While he was good, I call’d him king; and serv'd At this dead time of night, delivering

him The innocence of this act.

With that strong faith, that most unwearied vaLys. Gentlemen, I am your king.

lour, Sira, We do acknowledge it.

Pullid people from the farthest sun to seek him, Lys. I would I were not! Follow, all; for this And beg his friendship. I was then his soldier. Must have a sudden stop,

[Ereunt. But since his hot pride drew him to disgrace me, Enter MELANTIUS, DIPhilus, and CALIANAX, (That never-cur'd dishonour of my sister,

And brand my noble actions with his lust on the walls.

Base stain of whore! and, which is worse, Mel. If the dull people can believe I am The joy to make it still so), like myself, armed,

Thus I have flung him off with my allegiance; (Be constant, Diphilus !) now we have time, And stand here mine own justice, to revenge Either to bring our banish'd honours home, What I have suffer'd in him; and this old man, Or create new ones in our ends.

Wronged almost to lunacy. Diph. I fear not.

Cal. Who I?
My spirit lies not that way. Courage, Calianax. You would draw me in. I have had no wrong,
Cal. Would I had any! you should quickly I do disclaim ye all.
know it.

Mel. The short is this:
Mel. Speak to the people: Thou art eloquent. I 'Tis no ambition to lift up myself


so too

Urgeth me thus; I do desire again

That men and women should be matched together.
To be a subject, so I may be free.
If not, I know my strength, and will unbuild

Enter AMINTOR and his Man.
This goodly town. Be speedy, and be wise, Amin. Where is he?
In a reply:

Ser. There, my lord.
Stra. Be sudden, sir, to tie

Amin. What would you, sir? All up again: What's done is past recall,

Asp. Please it your lordship to command your And past you to revenge; and there are thousands,

Out of the room, I shall deliver things
That wait for such a troubled hour as this. Worthy your hearing.
Throw him the blank.

Amin. Leave us.

[Erit Servant. Lys. Melantius, write in that

Asp. Oh, that that shape Thy choice: My seal is at it.

Should bury falsehood in it!

[Aside. Mel. It was our honours drew us to this act, Amin. Now your will, sir. Not gain ; and we will only work our pardons. Asp. When you know me, my lord, you needs Cai. Put my name in too.

must guess Diph. You disclaim'd us all

My business; and I am not hard to know; But now, Calianax.

For till the chance of war mark'd this smooth Cal. That is all one;

face I'll not be hang'd hereafter by a trick:

With these few blemishes, people would call me I'll have it in.

My sister's picture, and her mine. In short, Nel. You shall, you shall.

I am the brother to the wrong'd Aspatia. Come to the back gate, and we'll call you king, Amin. The wrong'd Aspatia! 'Would thou wert And give you up the fort. Lys. Away, away.

[Exeunt omnes. Unto the wrong’d Amintor ! Let me kiss

That hand of thine, in honour that I bear
Enter Aspatia, in man's apparel.

Unto the wrong'd Aspatia. Here I stand,
Asp. This is my fatal hour. Heav'n may forgive That did it: 'Would he could not ! Gentle youth,
My rash attempt, that causelessly hath laid Leave me; for there is something in thy looks,
Griefs or me, that will never let ine rest; That calls my sins, in a most hideous form,
And put a woman's heart into my breast. Into my mind; and I have grief enough
It is inore honour for you, that I die;

Without thy help. For she, that can endure the misery,

Asp. I would I could with credit. That I have on me, and be patient too,

Since I was twelve years old, I had not seen Mav live and laugh at all that you can do. My sister till this hour; I now arriv'd: God save you, sir;

She sent for me to see her marriage;

A woeful one! But they, that are above,
Enter Sertant.

Have ends in every thing. She us’d few words; Ser. And you, sir. What's your business? But yet enough to make me understand

Asp. With you, sir, now; to do me the fair office The baseness of the injuries you did her. To help me to your lord.

That little training I have had, is war: Ser. What, would you serve him?

I may behave myself rudely in peace; Asp. I'll do him any service; but, to haste, I would not, though. I shall not need to tell you, For my affairs are earnest, I desire

I am but young, and would be loth to lose To speak with him.

Honour, that is not easily gain'd again. Sr. Sir, because you're in such haste, I would Fairly I mean to deal: The age is strict be loth delay you any longer : You cannot. For single combats; and we shall be stopp'd, Asp. It shall become you, though, to tell your If it be published. If you like your sword, lord.

Use it : if mine appear a better to you, Ser. Sir, he will speak with nobody; but, in Change ; for the ground is this, and this the time particular, I have in charge, about no weighty To end our difference. matters.

Amin. Charitable youth, isp. This is most strange. Art thou gold-proof? | (If thou be'st such) think not I will maintain There's for thee; help me to him.

So strange a wrong: And, for thy sister's sake, Ser. Pray be not angry, sir. I'll do my best. Know, that I could not think that desperate thing

[Erit. I durst not do; yet, to enjoy this world Asp. How stubbornly this fellow answer'à me! I would not see her; for, beholding thee, There is a vile dishonest trick in man,

I am I know not what. If I have aught, More than in women: All the men I meet That may content thee, take it, and be gone; Appear thus to me, are all harsh and rude ; For death is not so terrible as thou. And have a subtilty in every thing,

Thine eyes shoot guilt into me. Which love could never know. But we fond wo- Asp. Thus, she swore, ten

Thou wouldst behave thyself; and give me words, Harbour the easiest and the smoothest thoughts, That would fetch tears into my eyes; and so And think, all shall go so! It is unjust,

Thou dost, indeed. But yet she bade me watch,

Go this way.

Lest I were cozen'd; and be sure to fight, Black is thy colour now, disease thy nature.
Ere I returned.

Joy to Amintor! Thou hast touch'd a life,
Amin. That must not be with me.

The very name of which had pow'r to chain For her I'll die directly; but against her Up all my rage, and calm my wildest wrongs. Will never hazard it.

Evad. 'Tis done; and since I could not find a way Asp. You must be urg'd.

To meet thy love so clear as through his life, I do not deal uncivilly with those,

I cannot now repent it. That dare to fight; but such a one as you Amin. Couldst thou procure the gods to speak Must be us'd thus.

(She strikes him.

to me, Amin. I prithee, youth, take heed.

To bid me love this woman, and forgive, Thy sister is a thing to me so much

I think I should fall out with them. Behold, Above mine honour, that I can endure

Here lies a youth, whose wounds bleed in my All this. Good gods! a blow I can endure !

breast, But stay not, lest thou draw a timeless death Sent by his violent fate, to fetch his death Upon thyself.

From my slow hand : And, to augment my woe, Asp. Thou art some prating fellow;

You now are present, stain'd with

a king's blood, One, that hath studied out a trick to talk, Violently shed. This keeps night here, And move soft-hearted people; to be kick'd And throws an unknown wilderness about me.

[She kicks him. Asp. Oh, oh, oh! Thus, to be kick’d! Why should he be so slow Amin. No more; pursue me not. In giving me my death?

[Aside. Evad. Forgive me then, and take me to thy bed. Amin. A man can bear

We may not part.
No more, and keep his flesh. Forgive me then ! Amin. Forbear! Be wise, and let my rage
I would endure yet, if I could. Now shew
The spirit thou pretend'st, and understand, Evad. 'fis you, that I would stay, not it.
Thou hast no hour to live.

[They fight. Amin. Take heed; it will return with me. What dost thou mean?

Evad. If it must be, I shall not fear to meet it: Thou canst not fight: The blows thou mak’st at me Take me home. Are quite besides ; and those, I offer at thee, Amin. Thou monster of cruelty, forbear! Thou spread'st thine arms, and tak’st upon thy Evad. For heaven's sake, look more calm: breast,

Thine eyes are sharper than thou canst make thy Alas, defenceless !

sword. Asp. I have got enough,

Amin. Away, away!
And my desire. There is no place so fit Thy knees are more to me than violence.
For me to die as here.

I'm worse than sick to see knees follow me,

For that I must not grant. For heaven's sake, stand. Enter EVADNE, her hands bloody, with a knife. Evad. Receive me, then.

Evad. Amintor, I am loaden with events, Amin. I dare not stay thy language:
That fly to make thee happy. I have joys,

In midst of all my anger and my grief,
That in a moment can call back thy wrongs, Thou dost awake something that troubles me,
And settle thee in thy free state again.

And says, 'I lov’d thee once. I dare not stay
It is Evadne still, that follows thee,

There is no end of woman's reasoning. But not her mischiefs.

(Leaves her. Amin. Thou canst not fool me to believe again ; Evad. Amintor, thou shalt love me now again : But thou hast looks and things so full of news, Go; I am calm. Farewell, and peace for ever ! That I am stay'd.

Evadne, whom thou hat'st, will die for thee. Evad. Noble Amintor, put off thy amaze,

[Kills herself Let thine eyes loose, and speak : Am I not fair ? Amin. I have a little human nature yet, Looks not Évadne beauteous, with these rites now? That's left for thee, that bids me stay thy hand. Were those hours half so lovely in thine eyes, When our hands met before the holy man? Evad. Thy hand was welcome, but it came too I was too foul within to look fair then :

late. Since I knew ill, I was not free till now. Oh, I am lost! the heavy sleep makes haste. Amin. There is presage of some important thing

[She dies. About thee, which, it seems, thy tongue hath lost. Asp. Oh, oh, oh! Thy hands are bloody, and thou hast a knife ! Amin. This earth of mine doth tremble, and I Erad. In this consists thy happiness and mine.

feel Joy to Amintor! for the king is dead.

A stark affrighted motion in my blood: Amin. Those have most pow'r to hurt us, that My soul grows weary of her house, and I we love;

All over am a trouble to myself. We lay our sleeping lives within their arms ! There is some hidden pow'r in these dead things, Why, thou hast raised up mischief to his height, That calls my flesh unto 'em : I am cold: And found one, to out-name thy other faults. Be resolute, and bear 'em company. Thou hast no intermission of thy sins,

There's something, yet, which I am loth to leave. But all thy life is a continued ill.

There's man enough in me to meet the fears,


with me,

That death can bring; and yet, 'would it were No comfort comes; the gods deny me too! done!

I'll bow the body once again. Aspatia !-I can find nothing in the whole discourse The soul is fled for ever; and I wrong Of death, I durst not meet the boldest way; Myself, so long to lose her company. Yet still, betwixt the reason and the act, Must I talk now? Here's to be with thee, love! The wrong I to Aspatia did stands up:

[Kills himself. I have not such another fault to answer. Though she may justly arm herself with scorn

Enter Servant. And hate of me, my soul will part less troubled, Serv. This is a great grace to my lord, to have When I have paid to her in tears my sorrow. the new king come to him: I must tell him he I will not leave this act unsatisfied,

is entering. -Oh, heaven! Help, help! If all that's left in me can answer it. Asp. Was it a dream? There stands Amintor Enter LYSIPPUS, MELANTIUS, CALIANAX, CLEstill ;

ON, DIPHILUS, and STRATO. Or I dream still.

Lys. Where's Amintor? Amin. How dost thou? Speak; receive my love Sero. Oh, there, there. and help

Lys. How strange is this !
Thy blood climbs up to his old place again : Cal. What should we do here?
There's hope of thy recovery.

Mel. These deaths are such acquainted things
Asp. Did you not name Aspatia?
Amin. I did.

That yet my heart dissolves not. May I stand Asp. And talk'd of tears and sorrow unto her ? Stiff here for ever! Eyes, call up your tears ! Amin. 'Tis true; and 'till these happy signs in This is Amintor: Heart! he was my friend; thee

Melt; now it flows. Amintor, give a word Did stay my course, 'twas thither I was going. To call me to thee. Asp. Thou’rt there already, and these wounds Amin. Oh! are hers:

Mel. Melantius calls his friend Amintor. Oh, Those threats, I brought with me, sought not re

thy arms venge ;

Are kinder to me than thy tongue! Speak, speak! But came to fetch this blessing from thy hand. Amin. What? I am Aspatia yet.

Mel. That little word was worth all the sounds, Amin. Dare my soul ever look abroad again ? That ever I shall hear again. Asp. I shall surely live, Amintor, I am well :

Diph. Oh, brother !
A kind of healthful joy wanders within me. Here lies your sister slain ; you lose yourself

Amin. The world wants lives to excuse thy loss! In sorrow there.
Come, let me bear thee to some place of help. Mel. Why, Diphilus, it is

Asp. Amintor, thou must stay; I must rest here; A thing to laugh at in respect of this:
My strength begins to disobey my will.

Here was my sister, father, brother, son: How dost thou, my best soul? I would fain live All that I had! Speak once again: What youth Now, if I could : Wouldst thou have lov'd me, Lies slain there by thee? then?

Amin. 'Tis Aspatia. Amin. Alas!

My last is said. Let me give up my soul All that I am's not worth a hair from thee.

Into thy bosom.

[Dies. Asp. Give me thy hand ; my hands grope up Cal. What's that? what's that? Aspatia! and down,

Mel, I never did And cannot find thee: I am wondrous sick :

Repent the greatness of my heart till now: Have I thy hand, Amintor?

It will not burst at need. Amin. Thou greatest blessing of the world, Cal. My daughter dead here too! And you thou hast.

have all fine new tricks to grieve ; but I ne'er Asp. I do believe thee better than my sense. knew any but direct crying. Oh! 'I must go. Farewell!

(Dies. Mel. I am a prattler'; but no more. Amin. She swoons ! Aspatia! Help! for hea

[Offers to kill himself. ven's sake, water!

Diph. Hold, brother. Such as may chain life ever to this frame.

Lys. Stop him. Aspatia, speak! What, no help yet? I fool! Diph. Fie? how unmanly was this offer in you; I'll chafe her temples: Yet there's nothing stirs ; Does this become our strain? Some hidden power tell her, Amintor calls, Cal. I know not what the matter is, but I am And let her answer me! Aspatia, speak ! grown very kind, and am friends with you. You I've heard, if there be any life, but bow

have given me that among you, will kill me quickThe body thus, and it will shew itself.

ly; but I'll go home, and live as long as I can. Oh, she is gone! I will not leave her yet.

Mel. His spirit is but poor, that can be kept Since out of justice we must challenge nothing, From death for want of weapons. I'll call it mercy, if you'll pity me,

Is not my hand a weapon sharp enough Yeheav’nly powers! and lend, for some few years, To stop my breath? or, if you tie down those, The blessed soul to this fair seat again.

I vow, Amintor, I will never eat,

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