Tell me thy name.
Bell.
Bellario.
Are.
Thou canst sing, and play?
Bell.
If grief will give me leave, Madam, I can.
Are.
Alas! what kind of grief can thy years know?
Hadst thou a curst
master, when thou went'st to School?
Thou art not capable
of other grief;
Thy brows and cheeks
are smooth as waters be,
When no dreath troubles
them: believe me boy,
Care seeks out wrinkled
brows, and hollow eyes,
And builds himself
caves to abide in them.
Come Sir, tell me
truly, does your Lord love me?
Bell.
Love Madam? I know not what it is.
Are.
Canst thou know grief, and never yet knew'st love?
Thou art deceiv'd
boy, does he speak of me
As if he wish'd me
well? Bell.
If it be love,
To forget all respect
of his own friends,
In thinking of your
face; if it be love
To sit cross arm'd
and sigh away the day,
Mingled with starts,
crying your name as loud
And hastily, as men
i'the streets do fire:
If it be love to
weep himself away,
When he but hears
of any Lady dead,
Or kill'd, because
it might have been your chance;
If when he goes to
rest (which will not be)
'Twixt every prayer
he saies, to name you once
As others drop a
bead, be to be in love;
Then Madam, I dare
swear he loves you.
Are.
O y'are a cunning boy, and taught to lie,
For your Lords credit;
but thou knowest, a lie,
That bears this sound,
is welcomer to me,
Than any truth that
saies he loves me not.
Lead the way Boy:
Do you attend me too;
'Tis thy Lords business
hasts me thus; Away. [Exeunt.
Enter
Dion, Cleremont, Thrasilin, Megra and Galatea. [2.4]
Di.
Come Ladies, shall we talk a round? As men
Do walk a mile, women
should take an hour
After supper: 'Tis
their exercise. Gal.
'Tis late.
Meg.
'Tis all
My eyes will do to
lead me to my bed.
Gal.
I fear they are so heavy, you'l scarce find
The way to your lodging
with 'em to night.
Enter
Pharamond.
Thra.
The Prince.
Pha.
Not a bed Ladies? y'are good sitters up;
What think you of
a pleasant dream to last
Till morning?
Meg.
I should choose, my Lord, a pleasing wake before it.
Enter
Arethusa and Bellario.
Are.
'Tis well my Lord y'are courting of Ladies.
Is't not late Gentlemen?
Cle.
Yes Madam.
Are.
Wait you there. [Exit
Arethusa.
Meg.
She's jealous, as I live; look you my Lord,
The Princess has
a Hilas, an Adonis.
Pha.
His form is Angel-like.
Meg.
Why this is he, must, when you are wed,
Sit by your pillow,
like young Apollo, with
His hand and voice,
binding your thoughts in sleep;
The Princess does
provide him for you, and for her self.
Pha.
I find no musick in these boys.
Meg. Nor I.
They can do little,
and that small they do,
They have not wit
to hide.
Di.
Serves he the Princess?
Thra. Yes.
Di.
'Tis a sweet boy, how brave she keeps him!
Pha.
Ladies all good rest; I mean to kill a Buck
To morrow morning,
ere y'ave done your dreams. (rest,
Meg.
All happiness attend your Grace, Gentlemen good
Come shall we to
bed?
Gal.
Yes, all good night. [Ex.
Gal. and Meg.
Di.
May your dreams be true to you;
What shall we do
Gallants? 'Tis late, the King |
Is
up still, see, he comes, a Guard along
With him.
Enter
King, Arethusa and Guard.
King.
Look your intelligence be true.
Are.
Upon my life it is: and I do hope,
Your Highness will
not tye me to a man,
That in the heat
of wooing throws me off,
And takes another.
Di.
What should this mean?
King.
If it be true,
That Lady had been
better have embrac'd
Cureless Diseases,
get you to your rest, [Ex.
Are. and Bel.
You shall be righted:
Gentlemen draw near,
We shall imploy you:
Is young Pharamond
Come to his lodging?
Di.
I saw him enter there.
King.
Haste some of you, and cunningly discover,
If Megra be
in her lodging. Cle.
Sir,
She parted hence
but now with other Ladies.
King.
If she be there, we shall not need to make
A vain discovery
of our suspicion.
You gods I see, that
who unrighteously
Holds wealth or state
from others, shall be curst,
In that, which meaner
men are blest withall
Ages to come shall
know no male of him
Left to inherit,
and his name shall be
Blotted from earth;
If he have any child,
It shall be crossly
matched: the gods themselves
Shall sow wild strife
betwixt her Lord and her,
Yet, if it be your
wills, forgive the sin
I have committed,
let it not fall
Upon this understanding
child of mine,
She has not broke
your Laws; but how can I,
Look to be heard
of gods, that must be just,
Praying upon the
ground I hold by wrong?
Enter
Dion.
Di.
Sir, I have asked, and her women swear she is within,
but they I think
are bawds; I told 'em I must speak with
her: they laught,
and said their Lady lay speechless. I
said, my business
was important; they said their Lady was
about it: I grew
hot, and cryed my business was a matter
that concern'd life
and death; they answered, so was sleep-
ing, at which their
Lady was, I urg'd again, she had scarce
time to be so since
last I saw her; they smil'd again, and
seem'd to instruct
me, that sleeping was nothing but lying
down and winking:
Answers more direct I could not get:
in short Sir, I think
she is not there.
King.
'Tis then no time to dally: you o'th' Guard,
Wait at the back
door of the Princes lodging,
And see that none
pass thence upon your lives.
Knock Gentlemen:
knock loud: louder yet:
What, has their pleasure
taken off their hearing?
I'le break your meditations?
knock again:
Not yet? I do not
think he sleeps, having this
Larum by him; once
more, Pharamond, Prince.
Pharamond above.
Pha.
What sawcy groom knocks at this dead of night?
Where be our waiters?
By my vexed soul,
He meets his death,
that meets me, for this boldness.
K.
Prince, you wrong your thoughts, we are your friends,
Come down.
Pha. The King?
King.
The same Sir, come down,
We have cause of
present Counsel with you.
Pha.
If your Grace please to use me, I'le attend you
To your Chamber.
[Pha. below.
King.
No, 'tis too late Prince, I'le make bold with yours.
Pha.
I have some private reasons to my self,
Makes me unmannerly,
and say you cannot;
Nay, press not forward
Gentlemen, he must come
Through my life,
that comes here. Enter.
King.
Sir be resolv'd, I must and will come.
Pha.
I will not be dishonour'd;
He that enters,
enters upon his death;
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Sir,
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