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Eleaz. Coy! Were you as hard as flint, oh! you should yield Like soften'd wax; were you as pure as fire, I'd touch you; yes, I'll taint you: see you this, I'll bring you to this lure.
Isa. If I want hands To kill myself before thou do'st it, do. Eleaz. I'll cut away your hands. Well, my
Isa. Torment me not, good devil.
Eleaz. Ah, ab : kill yourself,
Isa. If then my speeches taste of gall
Eleaz. Nay, faith, You are not bitter; no; you should have rail'd, Have spit upon me, spurn'd me; you are not
bitter : Why, do you think that I'd nurse à thought, 1. To hurt your honour? If that thought had brains I'd beat them out. But come; by this Hortenzo Is fast.
Isa. Hah! fast?
Eleaz. Aye, fast in Philip's arms; Wrestling together for the price of love;
By this they're on the way: I'll be your guard; Come follow me; I'll lead you in the van, (Aside.) Where thou shalt see four chins upon one chain.
HORTENZO, QUEEN MOTHER, CARDINAL, and
PHILIP, chained by the Necks. ZARACK and
Horten. You damned ministers of villany,
Baltaz. Many do borrow chains, but you have
Gratis, for nothing,
Card. Slaves, unbind us.
[Exeunt the two Moors.
vile mother queen, To see herself where she would have me seen. Good fellowship i’faith.
Horten. And I can tell,
Phil. Thou left'st me to the mercy of a Moor, That hath damnation dy'd upon his flesh;
'Twas well; thou, mother, didst unmotKerly
Card. Thou cursest them,
Qu. Mo. All curses and all crosses light on thee! What need I curse myself when all curse me. I have been deadly impious I confess, Forgive me, and my sin will seem the less. This heavy chain which now my neck assaults, Weighs ten times lighter than my heavy faults.
Phil. Hortenzo, I commend myself to thee; Thdu that art near'st, stand'st furthest off from me. Horten. That mould of hell, that Moor, has
chain'd me here; 'Tis not myself, but Isabel I fear.
Enter ELEAZAR, ISABELLA, ZARACK, and BAL
Eleaz. It's strange!
Zar. He swears he'll live and die there.
pray persuade him, you, to leave the place. A prison ! why it's hell. Alas, here they be! Hah! they are they i'faith ; see, see, see, see.
All. Moor, devil, toad, serpent !
Eleaz. Do not these birds sing sweetly, Isabella? Oh! how their spirits would leap aloft and spring, Had they their throats at liberty to sing !
Phil. Damnation dog thee.
Eleaz. Sweeter and sweeter still. Oh, harmony! Why there's no music like to misery.
Isa. Hast thou betray'd me thus?
Eleaz. By what? Is't not rare walking here? Methinks this stage shews like a tennis court; Does it not Isabel ? I'll shew thee how. Suppose that iron chain to be the line, The prison doors the hazard, and their heads, Scarce peeping o'er the line, suppose the balls : Had I a racket now of burnish'd steel, How smoothly could I bandy every ball Over this globe of earth, win set, and all.
Phil. How brisk the villain jets in villany, Eleaz. Prating! he's proud because he wears
a chain : Take it off, Baltazar, and take him hence.
[They unbind him. Phil. And whither then, you dog?
Isa. Pity my brother.
Eleaz. I hope to see
Phil. Is there another hell? 2 Moors. Try, try; he's gone. Eleaz. So him next, he next, and next him;
and thenAll. Worse than damnation! fiend, monster of
men ! Eleaz. Why, when? Down, down!
Card. Slave, as thou thrust me down
Qu. Mo. Amen, amen.
[Exeunt Zarack and Baltazar. Eleaz. About it: music will do well in woe. How like
Isa. Set my Hortenzo free, And I'll like any thing.
Eleaz. A fool, a fool.
* “ Amain,” with force, vigour, energy, vehemence.