my dysaster Phil. I heard Fortune envying your worth became your enemy But was the Combat equall had he no odds in Horse nor Armes Adr. Something there was in that but my respect to the Princesse Was most prejudiciall to me yet since she hath Requited me with so much love and care of my health That I esteem my selfe most happy to have received those wounds And with them such assurance of her affection Phil. How 's this Adr. I 'l vex his soul with jealousie Phil. It cannot be Adr. If he accuse me for these words I 'le combat him And so recover my honour lost or lose my life 'T was fortune not his valour that o' recame me Phil. Oh woman woman what art thou Adr. Philanthus what is' t that troubles you if any secret griefe Discover it to me whom you may boldly trust For I have told you what to no other creature Living I would discover though wrack'd Phil. I am wrack'd indeed Adr. Come speak man be free my friendship to you does command it Phil. I am of a sudden sick Adr. And that 's my case How I could hug my selfe for this Phil. Your pardon Sir I am not very well I 'le to my Chamber Adr. Shall I wait on you Phil. By no means Exit Adr. A fine excuse alasse poor shallow lover Fortune why dost thou thus assist an ignorant Against me Why should she love him and neglect me Thus that am so much in Art his Master he has a smoother face And more youth about him th' Adamants That draw a giddy Lady I see him comming back I do not like it I 'le make as if I did not see him Enter Philanthus Phil. Friend He goes away Adrastus Adr. I cannot hear Exit Phil. He will not hear How base a wretched thing Is a dissembler of which Adrastus is the chiefe With what a shew of love he entertain'd me As if his soul were joy'd at sight of me When by the lie he did invent of me and of the Princesse I know he hates me What a madnesse is it then in me To believe that which he spoke of her love to him He 's sure too cunning to discover it if it were true To me especially Child that I was I now finde out his plot Suffering my passion to give him an assurance Of my affection to Aurelia which before He onely could suspect See the sweet Prince Enter Agenor Age Thou partner of my soul where hast thou been Phil. Oh Sir the strangest fortune hath befalln me since I received your Letter that ever man encountred Too long to be told you now But how go matters at Court What say they of the stranger I mean of me Age My sister most unjustly hates you and no perswasions Can as yet alter her as y' are a stranger too I left her with a Gipsie and his daughter who tells The strangest things that e're were heard indeed he tels You almost what you can desire to know mens fortunes past And I think that which is to come too if he please Sure hee 's really a Conjurer Phil. I long to see and talk with this rare man But more your beautious sister if she will dain To cast her heavenly eyes on so despis'd a subject Age Come fear it not time will pacifie that unjust anger That she conceiv'd against you Phil. I fear she is unconstant Age If she love any other nay if she love not Philanthus She 's no more my sister but in name a stranger To my blood and my affection Phil. I do fear if there be any body by they 'l discover By my distemper the affection which except to your dearselfe I have from all concealed Age It shall be as you desire it Come leave these down-cast looks I could complain of my hard fate in love Here 's a greater witnesse of my Mistresse scorn than ever She almost swears here never to love me There was some hope before but I forget Each one in his owne cause is tedious Taxes an other that 's guilty in the same Exeunt Enter Aurelia Adrastus Miranthe Linda and a Gipsie Aur. Come Sir what can you say to this hand Gip You have been much in love and there was cause You should be so your servant was most worthy But you of late have been unkinde perhaps You love another I can but will not tell you at this time Au. This is partly truth Shew him your hand Mir. I defie him to tell any thing of me Gip Y' are a good dull soul you neither think of love nor hate To wait upon your Lady is all your pleasure Aur. In troth 't is true Lind. Pray Sir look on mine Gip Y' are wondrous amorous and have already chang'd Three Servants the better for the worse still Aur. Upon my knowledge Sir you have told most certain truth Enter Agenor Age 'Save yee sister Can this man tell any thing Sir shew your skill on me but to my selfe I would not have them heare what you conjecture More I know you cannot of no mans fortune Gip You 'l straight believe the contrary your hand 's So easie that I could almost tell every particular Of your whole life at least your passages Of love which is the skill that I professe Age Let 's hear Aur. Adrastus hath he seen your hand yet Adr. No Madam 't is to no purpose he can tell nothing Aur. I am not of your minde It seemes my brother Will not have us know his fortune Gip You were in love at seven years old as much as that age Could admit and have continued the most constant living Upon the smallest hopes and 't is not long since You received a great discouragment yet still you love And much I fear in vain Age 'T is true this makes me admire your skill Gip You are as true a friend as y' are a lover too And you in that will be unfortunate Age It is impossible Gip I may fail but I speak according to my art Adr. What think you of him Age I think him a rare man Adr. I 'le see if he can make me think him so Now Sir shall I intreat you to shew your skill Gip You will not have me speak aloud Adr. Why not aloud Gip I will not you have been a lover more then once and still Unfortunate first by your own unconstancy your quarells Too have been no advancement to your reputation lately And more disgraces shall light on you till you return Unto your first affection the gods are much displeased Be good and reconcile your selfe to heaven Adr. A strange fellow but I 'le seem to contemn him The most ignorant might have told what he tells me Of which number I believe him one Gip Say you so pray let me see your hand once more Adr. Well Sir Gip Your own arme being too weak to defend you against your enemy I finde you basely have employed the armes of others Adr. Ha! Gip I finde something like a murder
you 'l hear me and not laugh When I deplore my misery in love and I do glory To be found more constent than you are The scorns Of my Mistresse have not altered me I think It vice to change how ere she uses me Phil. Rather 't is vice not to change when reason does command it Age Reason can never be your warrant to be false I had been false to reason and my selfe both To love where I should finde neglect yet Where I love 't is with much passion but Not your blind-fold constant way Age Nor would I that you should I shall be happy In your happinesse or you in mine if either Of our different waies do prosper But you Now love you know not whom nor know you where to finde her Phil. Pardon me the skilfull Moor late come to Court Assures me that he will let me see again That Lady by his art Age When this Phil. This morning I sent my man before to tell him I am comming his house is here hard by Age May I not see her too Phil. Perhaps if you disguise you like my servant Age I will Phil. Let 's go then I know he does expect me Exit Enter Moor and a Servant Serv. Sir my Master will streight be here Moor Sir I am ready Enter Philanthus and Agenor Phil. Great Master of your art good-morrow Moor Good-morrow noble Sir Phil. I hardly yet believe it possible You should perform what you have undertaken Moor More Sir if I please I am in substance What others seem nor shall you stay The making of a Circle But who 's this with you Phil. A servant Sir that I dare trust Moor Pardon me Sir I have reason to be wary This art is no waies lawfull for telling fortunes That I count nothing Is there nought else that you desire Phil. Nothing Moor Stand by then By that great power that 's given me Recorder I charge thee the form of that Lady to Appear that this Prince desires so habited As when he saw her last Enter Lucinda Phil. Oh ye powers 't is she I must confesse your art Is inimitable 't is the same form me-thinks It looks so like the life that it would speak If I should question it no beauty can be greater Shee 's gone can you not once more shew her Exit Luc Moor Yes and much more if I were pleas'd Phil. What Moor What sit down and you shall see Return thou beauteous shadow Enter Lucinda Phil. She 's by much fairer then Aurelia I was a fool To pursue what 's fled and to refuse a blessing Offered like this she smiles as if she understood me And confirm'd my saying Age Although I burst I 'le see the end Phil. When first I saw what 's here presented I could not think she was the thing she seem'd And now I cannot think she is a shadow But a substance That sigh assures me That shee 's flesh and blood and yet a Daemon May possesse a body making it move by its own Organs A dead Body not a living body pardon if shadow Or if substance this bold touch it is not profane Since it proceeds from an affection equall To what a mortall ere could boast of in so short a time This soft and warm hand does assure me you are That noble Lady to whose courtesie I owe My life and now again it is within your power To see me die But if you shall once more make me a tender Of that love which at your Castle I refus'd As being then a prisoner to anothers beauty Assure your selfe I shall redeem that errour With an affection equall to your merits paying the debt Of two lives that I owe you and this of love the greater Age Oh false friend Phil. She answers not I fear I all this while transported By my passion have spoken to a shadow Luc. Rather I fear your protestations will prove such Age 'T is she and I am miserable Phil. Oh my joy No Madam they are as firm as are the Poles Here the Gipsie pulls off his beard That prop up heaven and can I doubt the proofs That you have given me of your love are infinite In that you thus disguise your selfe thus once more T' ingage me in an infinite affection which I desire to seal thus Luc. Will you not think you recall your vowes When you shall know my name Age Cruell woman thou needst not tell him he too well knowes Thou art Lucinda the unkind Mistresse of his Too kind and much wronged friend Agenor Phil. Lucinda Oh my crosse fortune I am false and knew it not Age Excuse it not but justifie thy self That I may kill thee without repining Phil. You know I never saw saw her Age True But was it possible thou couldst believe That I could be transported with that passion For any other beauty then for that thou seest in her How often ravished with admiration did I describe Her face and thought by love like the must cunning Painter To draw her very feature to thy understanding All this while after their swords are drawn the Gipsie and the Lady perswade and hold the Prince As they do to the sight so much at least As if thou hadst but been that friend Which I did hope it would have prompted thee to fear No other but Lucinda could have been so fair Phil. Y' are passionate without all reason and Forget friendship Hear me Age No I am too tame suffering thee that hast Nothing but the empty name of friendship Thus to abuse me and shall that be a sufficient Bridle to hold back my revenge Draw thy sword Phil. Why you are mad Luc. I fear some ill event Age Why smile you Think you because my valour is not like to yours The subject of each tongue my maiden-sword Never unsheathed till now that I do fear In a just cause to use it Provide your best defence Phil. Defence hear me Age Come draw and do not dally Your guilt hath Made you weaker then you think you are not What you were when you were faithfull Luc. If I have any power let me conjure you Age You have none Here she breaks from the Gipsie Luc. Hear me How do you noble Sir Oh for a Chirurgeon Age Ha! what have I done Phil. 'T is in vain I am well well as I could have wish'd I am remov'd from being a hinderance to My friend in his affection You perceive How much he loves you since it did force him To make a sacrifice of me me his better halfe Sir give me your hand it was my fortune not my will That crost you in this Ladies love And Madam Remember that my last breath is employ'd To assure you that I shall never rest In peace if any other shall possesse that place Which you thought me worthy to hold in your affection Then this Prince who onely does deserve it To whom I hope my weak defence may justifie my innocence Luc. Thou cruell murtherer of thy
There shall be nothing able to keep me From sudden death not your command Aur. Adrastus what i st troubles you Adra I st possible that you can aske me Aur. You see I do Adra Maddam you know how intirely I gave my selfe Reserving no facultie of mind or body to be imploy'd Other wayes then by your Discretions nor dare I say I yet repent tho I see another ready to reape The fruit of my labors 't is Philanthus happy Philanthus Whoe 's the more fortunat in that hee s not above me in merit In affection far beneath me nor should I greeve To see him happy were he not raisd upon my ruines But I must say to hope to see him one day forsaken Like my self oh no I dare not sure this change proceeds From some defect in me which you beleeve You have found and not from your inconstancy Aur. Adrastus the knowledge which I have had of your actions towards me And my owne beauty assur'd me that your lov'd But that my Courtesie had bred a beleefe in you That I desired you should do so till now I knew not of Henceforward I shall set a remedy to that For Philanthus Being rais'd upon your ruins t is a building of your fancy only But trust me t is strange you should be Jelous of what your nere Possest but you beleeved you did that was sufficient From this time know to value me and your self In so doing you may regain that good opinion I held of your judgment which by this rash•… you have lost E•… Abra. Lost even so I am contemned is this the ward Of all my services all my fair hopes Thus blasted This Philanthus was born to ruine 〈◊〉 In all attempts of war and peace he robs me of prize What ere she seemed till Philanthus supplanted me My services were most acceptable I had not else forsook Miranthe for her and well I know shee 's even with me already Furthering Philanthus my Rivall in his affection Now I must look For nought but scorns from Aurelia Could I 〈◊〉 Philanthus Yet with my selfe 't were some content umh The way to do it is to continue the seeming friendsh•… Which I bear him so shall my plot be carried free From suspicion Hee 's of an open heart And such natures are easie to work on The Politician when he huggs does strike Rivalls in Love and State will do alike Ex•… Finis Actûs primi Actus secundus Enter Agenor and Philanthus Phil. SIr you have bound me to you by so many vours That you do give me cause to hope that this Discovery is not displeasing to you Ag. Come leave this ceremony it does not fit our loves If you do love my sister the friendship I have vow'd Ties me to aid you although I know it may much Prejudice me in my Father's love should he know 't For he so doats upon my sister that he believes None but a god is worthy of her Phil. 'T is true shee 's full of all that can be excellent In women yet so far do I prize you above mine own desires or hopes That could your sister recompence me with a love equall to mine And yet that love purchast by you prove prejudiciall to you I rather would give o're the thought of love for ever At least in silence rather pine and die No far bee 't from my friendship to build my happiness Though ne're so great upon your smallest discontent Ag. You wrong my love in this and undervalue me For you do seem to say I fear to hazzard my fathers frown Though I could purchase for you what you so desire Now by the gods 't was a most unkinde thought Nay from a man lesse honest 't would appear Hypocrisie or do you think my youth hath not yet taught me What 't is to be a friend Know Philanthus The few years I have past have been employed To make me something capable of those parts Which most enobles us and I have found Friendship to be the soul and essence of a man Therefore believe me since for your merits I have chose you For a friend your discontents dangers and happiness Are all mine no friend I say your growing love Can plead for you not without successe She loves but would not have you too assured on 't Lest it should make you lesse esteem the purchase Phil. Sir you in this assurance of your friendship And her love transport me with a double joy Not to be exprest in words I should fall down And worship such a god-like friend that thus Bestowes his favours on a desertlesse person Made onely worthy by his love Age Still you forget our friendship heaping your thanks And praise on me a burthen my weak deserving Cannot bear without much shame let it suffice My love makes me a servant to your wishes If they do take effect 't is your own merits Whom the gods cannot refuse that 's the cause of it My friendship onely a willing instrument Strives to bring their divine wills to passe But Oh! friend Phil. Why sigh you Sir Age I have long lik'd and now I fear I love And therefore think friendship obliges me To tell you yet with the reservation of her name For shee 's so cruell so proud if 't be no sacriledge In me a Lover to give that attribute I say shee 's so disdainfull and there 's so little hope Nay rather such a certain impossibility That she will never love me that I am asham'd To name the Tiger that will in time I know Consume my heart Phil. Tell me her name and send me to her and I shall quickly Make her know shee 's cruell to her self Age Oh friend I do not wish to lose you 'T were the ready way to make you false such a faith as yours Perhaps for once might bring you off free and untouch'd But should you often see her and converse you 'd soon Break faith with me and all the world to gain One smile from her yet even that smile were death Except you might enjoy them often the deprivation Of a good possest being our greatest misery Phil. Sir may I not know this wonder for such I must believe her From your love but more that you believe she could Taint my faith Venture to name her Age If you urge it as a duty belonging to our friendship I must tell you otherwaies I would for some Respects conceal it Phil. Except you mean to imploy me to serve you 'T will be to no advantage Age If you will I 'le tell you Phil. Faith Sir I shall not take it ill if you conceal her May be 't is her will because her cruell usage Of you if known would be thought folly Age 'T is her will indeed yet friend she hath more wit then all her sex Phil. Sir were I not a Lover too I should believe you Age I dare not let you see her so to approve it Shee 'l quickly finde your worth to exceed mine Now is
hum Exit Enter Aurelia and Miranthe Aur. This is the day and this the place that Philanthus Intends to present himself as the stranger Knight To receive what punishment I shall inflict Where I will make him jealous of himselfe Mir. Why will you so torment him since you confesse you love him Aur. Still to draw greater proofes of his affection in which I glory Mir. Take heed whilst that you use him thus you do not Lessen what you would make greater his love Were I man and in his place I should have hated You for you in reason have appeared unworthy And inconstant which how his generous spirit May brook who knowes Aur. Púh these are needlesse fears see where he comes The same armes he wore when he o're came Adrastus A coldnesse strikes my heart at sight of him Enter the Moor as Philanthus Moor If you be the Princesse Aurelia I was enjoyn'd Thus low to bend my knee lower my heart In my submission to your offended deity Aur. Yes Sir I am and you I take to be the most Discourteous Knight alive Moor Madam I have already paid for that offence The forfeit of my honour if not to be recovered By faithfully performing what I was enjoyn'd Rather commanded by your Philanthus for such How e're you prise him he desires to be esteem'd Aur. How well he counterfeits anothers voice Moor By a strange accident he met me and when Perswasion would not move me for I had a desire Another way he did employ his not to be resisted valour Compelling me to swear for safeguard of my life Here to present my selfe and willingly receive What punishment your rigour can inflict Aur. What censure do you expect Moor Death for I do believe you the most cruell Lady living Aur. Why do you think so Moor Your rigour to Philanthns who partly made Me know his story made me suspect yet still He loves you more then his own soul But your Unjust hatred against me gives me assurance Of your cruell nature Aur. Perhaps I did but seem to hate you you feel am unarm'd For punishment none but my selfe and one weak woman more But you are bound by oath to endure what ere I shall inflict I 'le try him fully Moor I am and wish to know my sentence Aur. With you own sword I will perform it Moor Alas you have not strength to take my life were I unarm'd Aur. Rather no will you are not noble that would thus T' the danger of your life perform your promise Receive your sword and know I am so far From hate that I did love you for the great respect You shew'd me though I seem'd otherwise But you retiring and to me unknown Bar'd me from means to thank you or let you know How much I lik'd your valour which sure by Philanthus Could not be exceeded I rather take it as a courteous act From you to him he hoping the performance Of the task enjoyn'd might reconcile him to my love Which is now impossible yet I did much affect him Till his boasting did beget my hatred But trust me in his sending you how e're I thank him he hath much prejudic'd himselfe There is no honour that this Court can do you Which boldly you may not promise to your selfe Nor would I have you think I am unconstant For I have still profest to love where I did find Most worth untill I were confin'd by Marriage Moor Madam however some will censure this your humour To me it does appear the best I honour you And shall believe my selfe the happiest creature Living in this your good opinion Aur. Longer Sir I will not hold you but when you please To visit me at Court there 's no assurance Of my affection that I shall refuse Which honour will permit me to bestow Moor I make me in my own opinion the mark of envy To the most happy living Besides thus on your hand I seal my lasting service Exit Mir. Madam what 's your designe in this to give Philanthus As a stranger so large assurances of your affection And yet make him think you hate him as he is himself Enter the second Courtiers 2. Ah! Madam the most unfortunate accident Aur. How what thou frightest me speak 2. The Prince your brother Aur. What of him 2. Hath kill'd his dearest friend noble Philanthus Aur. 'T is impossible I know the contrary 2. Oh Madam 't is too true your brothers sorrow is a witnesse of it The Court is drown'd in tears and justly It never felt a greater losse Aur. I have abused my self then made vowes and protestations To I know not whom the voice indeed was different But is this certain truth were ye a witnesse But how or why or when I am amazed With wonder and sorrow Speak 2. 'T is so certain that your brother would have kil'd himself Had he not been prevented Aur. He had done well 't is fit we all should die For who would live after Philanthus Exeum Enter Lucinda Luc. You Gods was 't not sufficient misery for me To love a man whom I had never seen before His heart given to another or ere he knew me But that you afterwards must raise me to the happiness Of his affection and then thus violently pull Him from me Why should you thus oppose your strongest powers Against a silly woman But love I know it is thy malice That did invite the cruell destinies to cut The fine spun thread of dear Philanthus and cruelly Lengthen mine You powers it is enough for you have humbled My proud heart low as the earth Seek out some other That hath not felt your scourges I confesse Your power and am obedient too But why should I Begin to flatter unjust heaven within whose power It does not lie to pleasure me Philanthus gone Whose name I 'le reverence more in their despight Then all the envious deities that took him from me Enter Philanthus as a Ghost Phil. Impious cruell and forgetfull woman thy sacrilegious Thoughts and words I see have been the causes That have stopt my passage to the Elizium fields Forcing me thus wandring to stay above the earth To feel torments above neglect in love Nay equall to those hellish pangs bred from the thoughts Of a much lov'd inconstant Mistress But I 'le revenge My selfe by haunting thee perpetually Aur. Oh thou dear ghost such a revenge were sweet I should desire to look upon thee ever After I had thee thou wert soon lost I was not satisfied Let me if possible embrace thee at least Converse with thee for ever thus Phil. I see you have forgot my last request Think on the Prince in whom I live this way ye cross The ordinance of heaven who never failes To punish disobedience from me If you Be slack in loving him my ghost shall never rest In peace and when I next appear a thousand furies Will come along and in your sight torment me Past what a mortall can imagin if not for
friend who rather than Endanger thee would not defend himselfe Thou cruell Butcher Age I fear I have been too rash He no way did employ his sword Luc. Oh cruell fate Gon he 's gone for ever Age He 's quite dead and you are hurt too I think Ha! Luc. A scratch Age He did employ his last breath to gain my love From you too did he not Luc. He did but 't is in vain for I shall hate thee more then a Serpent Age Yet lesse then I shall do my cursed selfe The vildest monster of ingratitude That the earth ever bore I wonder why It does not gape and swallow me alive 'T is mockery to believe the gods are just After this sufferance Here if you have any mercy kill me Luc. Not I. Age I 'le do 't my selfe then Moor Hold Sir for heavens sake Age Thou ignorant 't was to please heaven I would have done it Moor You are deceived they want not proper instruments If 't were their divine pleasure to shed your blood To shew their justice No they delight in mercy more Age But not so far as to confound their justice I am no subject for it Moor Madam your help to save another mischief Luc. Onely that thought makes you unfit y' are penitent already And that I may remove from you this black despair That darkens thus your understanding know For your friends dear sake if e're I love again It shall be you except his memory Age Fain I would die yet fain I would believe her Oh love what power thou hast that thus can change My just revenge although I know this protestation Growes from a fear to offend his ghost and not From love to me for that 's impossible Yet I will live to inflict such punishment Upon my selfe that you shall give me leave to die To end my misery The Tombe I will erect For this dear Coarse shall well expresse my love Howe're my unfortunate hand did shed his blood Let your care be bestowed upon the body Till I dispose of it I shall reward your pain Moor My Lord I will Age Heaven affects Why do I live and see him thus And I the Author Madam what is your pleasure Will you remove unknown or shall I wait Upon you to your brother Luc. Sir I beseech you give me leave to be my own disposer Age Obedience is my sacrifice Luc. But how or where is yet unknown to me Uncertain fate yet certain misery Exeunt Finis Actûs quarti Actus quintus Enter the two Courtiers 2. WHat are our Comedians ready 1. Yes yes 1. That 's well the Princesse does walk presently and comming in unlook'd for 't will please her the better It 's fine Poetry is' t not 1. Onely faulty if not foolish enough a quarter of an houres work when 't was done and yet I have studied a long time and can finde nothing more ridiculous 2. Is there no prologue 1. No there 's too few Actors Here 's the Princesse They have their one they 'l enter sure Enter Aurelia and Miranthe Aur. How now what strange hob-goblin's this Enter Man Man Love that intoxicates the brains of mortals where there is any Here inhabits none to be intoxicated 't is well known Not Sisiphus that restlesse rowles the stone still Takes more delight then I do in my own fill Enter Gudgen like a Lady My Phillida lo where she does appear More humble then a Peacock or his peer The Turky who with her bristling plumes Confounds my sense and my poor heart consumes Oh gods Oh most glittering Wight Thou workst upon me I had need go write My passion 't is not a stumbling tongue That can expresse the love I bear thy bung Y. G. Kisse where thou lov'st I thee pray even here Nothing I have too pretious for my dear But you do fool me I and frump me you I Venus fair or chast go too go too Man Is Venus like to thee thou durty sow No thou art like unto our brended Cow But yet I fear she will prove wilder far Thou art incenst thy goblin eyes make war Y. G. Puh let me go these come not from your heart Too late I finde you play the Courtiers part Man May all the joyes of earth confound me I Have dyed thy love and live I will perdy Y. G. Oh perjur'd man see where she comes you wot of Betwixt you surely I am made a sot of Enter a Wench Wen. Sir I am come to visit you and your fair Mistress Man Most odoriferous Lady you are offensibly welcome for you have done me a most desperate and intolerable favour my Mistresse does with me I know congratulate the mischiefe Wench Sir I am a simple wench that understand nothing beyond sense Man I am sorry for it yet I will descend to your understanding and speak none or very little hereafter Wen. It will become your person Y. G. Hark how she woes my dear Oh I am lost I fear Wen. Lady you are sad and much I wonder being so happy in your servant Y. G. Damosell you are unkinde your scorns are scurvy and become you not Man Oh thou art such a pretty wench I could wish my selfe a gib Cat and we two together in the dark Y. G. Ah me he 's lost Sir you forget me your Phillida Man Thee I do contemn the thought of such a dowdie Y. G. Ah me then let me die thou constant wretch maist thou sink down to blisse but shall I curse whom I have loved more then my best Cow M•ll Oh no Come death and end my woe But what shall finish my unhappy daies this knife this shall afford me passage to the shades below where I will try by dying thus my love to show and fill his hard heartfull of dismall wo Man Alas good fool Wen. Will you not save her Y. G. Now I am dead dost thou not grieve thou cruell else If I had known I had not kill'd my selfe Now I am stark dead pray tell him so Man Would thou wert buried thou 'lt ne're leave talking else Aur. Miranthe this is so wofull a story I 'le hear no more make my excuse to the dead Lady when she revives Exeunt Aur. and Miran Man Master Master rise rise Y. G. That 's not my cue he 's out Man The Princesse is gone Y. G. Gone is not my cue neither Man The play is done Y. G. Thou lyest I must be kis'd first I wil I not open mine eyes till I be kis'd Man What a coile 's here I could finde in my heart now his eyes are shut to undo my points and give him his cue Sir Master I think hee 's a verier asse then my selfe there let him lie for me I 'le follow for a reward Exit Y. G. Is he gone had I no place about me worthy his kisse Then let me wake from death Why this it is Since when I courted him he would not come My Ghost shall haunt him till he kisse my hum