ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ I shall never. CHAMONT. Then you'll remember too, he was a Man That liv'd up to the Standard of his Honour, And priz'd that Jewel more than Mines of Wealth: He'd not have done a fhameful thing but once, Though kept in Darkness from the World, and hidden, He could not have forgiven it to himself; This was the only Portion that he left us ; And I more glory in it, than if possest Of all that ever Fortune threw on Fools. Twas a large Truft, and must be manag'd nicely ; You have foil'd this Gem, and taken from its value, ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ. I challenge Envy, Malice and all the Practices of Hell, I'll tell thee then; three Nights ago, as I How How the unhappy Theban flew his Father. ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ. And for this Caufe my Virtue is fufpected! Because in Dreams your Fancy has been ridden, I must be tortur'd waking! CHAMONT. Labour not to be justified too fast: Hear all, and then let Juftice hold the Scale. I spy'd a wrinkled Hagg, with Age grown double, ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ, The common Cheat of Beggars every Day! They flock about our Doors, pretend to Gifts Of Prophefy, and telling Fools their Fortunes. CHAMONT. Oh! but she told me fuch a Tale, Monimia, As in it bore great Circumftance of Truth; Caftalie and Polydore, my Sifter. MONIMI A. CHA 案 CHAMONT. What, alter'd! does your Courage fail you! Now by my Father's Soul the Witch was honeft; Anfwer me, if thou haft not loft to them Thy Honour at a fordid Game. ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ. I will, I muft, fo hardly my Misfortune loads me. And 'tis as true too, they have both undone thee. Though they both with earnest Vows Have preft my Heart, if e'er in thought I yielded CASTALIO. But Caftalio! ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ. Still will you cross the Line of my Discourse! CHAMONT. Art thou then spotlefs? haft thou still preserv'd Thy Virtue white without a Blot untainted? MONIM 1 A. When I'm unchaft, may Heav'n reject my Pray's! Oh then, Monimia, art thou dearer to me I charge I charge thee let no more Caftalio footh thee: I will! MONIMIA. CHAMONT. Appear as cold, when next you meet, as great Ones, When Merit begs, then shalt thou see how soon His Heart will cool, and all his Pains grow easy. [Exit. ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ Yes, I will try him; torture him feverely; He comes; and now for once, oh Love ftand neuter, CASTALIO. Monimia, Monimia ! She's gone; And feem'd to part with Anger in her Eyes; Faft bound in Chains, to be chaftis'd at will: For Bondage, Marriage-bonds, which I have fworn Hid from his Knowledge; and he'll fure forgive Enter Enter POLYDORE, and Page at the Door. POLYDORE. Here place yourself, and watch my Brother throughly: If he should chance to meet Monimia, make Just Observation of each Word and Action; Pass not one Circumftance without Remark: Sir, 'tis your Office, do't and bring me word. [Ex. Pol. Enter MONIMIA. CASTALIO. Monimia, my Angel, 'twas not kind To leave me like a Turtle here alone, To droop and mourn the Absence of my Mate. Oh the bewitching Tongues of faithless Men! What means my Love? Oh, how have I deferv'd ΜΟΝΙΜΙΑ. Oh, you are falfe, Caftalio, moft forfworn, Attempt no farther to delude my Faith. My Heart is fixt, and you shall shake't no more. CASTALIO. Who told you fo? what Hell-bred Villain durst Prophane |