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Lady. What if they be ?
Manners and virtues, you would wed your kingMeg. Good madam, let her go on. What if doms: they be? Why, if they be, I will justify, they You in me have your wishes. Oh, this country! cannot maintain discourse with a judicious lady, By more than all my hopes I hold it happy; nor make a leg, nor say • Excuse me.'
Happy, in their dear memories that have been Gal. Ha, ha, ha!
Kings great and good; happy in yours that is; Meg. Do you laugh, madam ?
And from you (as a chronicle to keep Dion. Your desires upon you, ladies.
Your noble name from eating age) do I Meg. Then you must sit beside us.
Opine myself most happy. Gentlemen, Dion. I shall sit near you then, lady.
Believe me, in a word, a prince's word, Meg. Near me; perhaps. But there's a lady en There shall be nothing to make up a kingdom dures no stranger; and to me you appear a very Mighty, and flourishing, defenced, fear'd, strange fellow.
Equal to be commanded and obey'd, Lady. Methinks he's not so strange; he would But through the travels of my life I'll find it, quickly be acquainted.
And tie it to this country. And I vow Thra. Peace, the king!
My reign shall be so easy to the subject,
That every man shall be his prince himself, Enter KING, PHARAMOND, ARETHUSA, and Train. And his own law (yet I his prince and law).
And, dearest lady, to your dearest self King. To give a stronger testimony of love (Dear, in the choice of him whose name and lustre Than sickly promises (which commonly
Must make you more and mightier) let me say, In princes find both birth and burial
You are the blessed'st living; for, sweet princess In one breath), we have drawn you, worthy sir, You shall enjoy a man of men, to be To make your fair endearments to our daughter, Your servant; you shall make him yours, for And worthy services known to our subjects,
whom Now loved and wonder'd at: next, our intent, Great queens must die. To plant you deeply, our immediate heir,
Thra. Miraculous! Both to our blood and kingdoms. For this lady Cle. This speech calls him Spaniard, being (The best part of your life, as you confirm me, nothing but a large inventory of his own comAnd I believe), though her few years and sex mendations. Yet teach her nothing but her fears and blushes, Dion. I wonder what's his price? For cerDesires without desire, discourse and knowledge tainly Only of what herself is to herself,
He'll sell himself, he has so praised his shape. Make her feel moderate health ; and when she sleeps,
Enter PHILASTER. In making no ill day, knows no ill dreams. But here comes one more worthy those large Think not, dear sir, these undivided parts,
speeches, That must mould up a virgin, are put on
Than the large speaker of them. To show her so, as borrow'd ornaments,
Let me be swallowed quick,' if I can find, To speak her perfect love to you, or add
In all the anatomy of yon man's virtues, An artificial shadow to her nature :
One sinew sound enough to promise for him, No, sir; I boldly dare proclaim her, yet
He shall be constable. By this sun, he'll ne'er No woman. But woo her still, and think her make king modesty
Unless it be for trifles, in my poor judgment. A sweeter mistress than the offer'd language Phi. Right noble sir, as low as my obedience, Of any dame, were she a queen, whose eye And with a heart as loyal as my kuee, Speaks common loves and comforts to her ser
I beg your favour. vants.
King. Rise; you have it, sir. Last, noble son (for so I now must call you), Dion. Mark but the king, how pale he looks What I have done thus public, is not only
with fear! To add a comfort in particular
Oh! this same whoreson conscience, how it jades To you or me, but all; and to confirm The pobles, and the gentry of these kingdoms, King. Speak your intents, sir. By oath to your succession, which shall be
Phi. Shall I speak 'em freely? Within this month at most.
Be still, my royal sovereigu. Thra. This will be hardly done.
King. As a subject, Cle. It must be ill done, if it be done.
We give you freedom. Dion. When 'tis best, 'twill be but half done, Dion. Now it heats. whilst
Phi. Then thus I turn So brave a gentleman's wrong'd and flung off. My language to you, prince; you, foreign man! Thra. I fear.
Ne'er stare, nor put on wonder, for you must Cle. Who does not?
Endure me, and you shall. This earth you tread Dion. I fear not for myself, and yet I fear too. upon Well, we shall see, we shall see. No more. (A dowry, as you hope, with this fair princess), Pha. Kissing your white hand, mistress, I take By my dead father (oh, I had a father, leave
Whose memory I bow to !) was not left To thank your royal father; and thus far, To your inheritance, and í up and living; To be my own free trumpet. Understand, Having myself about me, and my sword, Great king, and these your subjects, mine that The souls of all my name, and memories, must be
These arms, and soine few friends beside the gods; (For so deserving you have spoke me, sir, To part so calmly with it, and sit still, And so deserving I dare speak myself),
And say, 'I might have been.' I tell thee, PharaTo what a person, of what eminence,
mond, Kipe expectation, of what faculties,
This reminds us of Shakespeare's more forcible and i leg-bow.
2 servants-lovers. concise, ''Tis conscience that makes cowards of us all.'
When thou art king, look I be dead and rotten, My wants great, and now nought but hopes and And my name ashes: For, hear me,
Pharamond! fears, This very ground thou goest on, this fat earth, My wrongs would make ill riddles to be laugh'd My father's friends made fertile with their faiths,
at. Before that day of shame, shall gape and swallow Dare you be still my king, and right me not? Thee and thy nation, like a hungry grave,
King. Give me your wrongs in private. Into her hidden bowels. Prince, it shall;
Phi. Take them, By Nemesis, it shall !
And ease me of a load would bow strong Atlas. Pha. He's mad; beyond cure, mad.
[They walk apart. Dion. Here is a fellow has some fire in 's veins: Cle. He dares not stand the shock. The outlandish prince looks like a tooth-drawer. Dion. I cannot blame him: there's danger in't.
Phi. Sir, prince of popinjays," I'll make it well Every man in this age has not a soul of crystal, Appear to you I'm not mad.
for all men to read their actions through. Men's King. You displease us:
hearts and faces are so far asunder, that they hold You are too bold.
no intelligence. Do but view yon stranger well, Phi. No, sir, I am too tame,
and you shall see a fever through all his bravery, Too much a turtle, a thing born without passion, and feel him shake like a true recreant. If he A faint shadow, that every drunken cloud give not back his crown again, upon the report Sails over and makes nothing.
of an elder-gun, I have no augury. King. I do not fancy this.
King. Go to!
You'll stir us else. Sir, I must have you know, Dion. He has given him a general purge That you are, and shall be, at our pleasure, already,
What fashion we will put upon you. Smooth For all the right he has; and now he means Your brow, or by the godsTo let him blood. Be constant, gentlemen : Phi. I am dead, sir; you're my fate. It was By these hilts, I'll run his hazard,
not I Although I run my name out of the kingdom. Said, I was wrong'd: I carry all about me Cle. Peace, we are all one soul.
My weak stars lead me to, all my weak fortunes. Pha. What have you seen in me, to stir offence, who dares in all this presence, speak (that is I cannot find ; unless it be this lady,
But man of flesh, and may be mortal), tell me, Offer'd into mine arms, with the succession ; I do not most entirely love this prince, Which I must keep, though it hath pleas'd your And honour his full virtues! fury
King. Sure, he's possess'd. To mutiny within you; without disputing
Phi. Yes, with my father's spirit. It's here, O Your genealogies, or taking knowledge
king! Whose branch you are. The king will leave it A dangerous spirit. Now he tells me, king, me;
I was a king's heir, bids me be a king; And I dare make it mine. You have your answer. And whispers to me, these are all my subjects. Phi. If thou wert sole inheritor to him
'Tis strange he will not let me sleep, but dives That made the world his, and couldst see no sun Into my fancy, and there gives me shapes Shine upon anything but thine; were Pharamond That kneel, and no me service, cry me king:' As truly valiant as I feel him cold,
But I'll suppress him; he's a factious spirit,
King. Away, I do not like this:
Both of life and spirit. For this time
As your imprisonment. To brave our best friends. You deserve our [Exeunt King, PHARAMOND, and ARETHUSA. frown.
Dion. I thank you, sir ; you dare not for the Go to; be better temper'd.
people. Phi. It must be, sir, when I am nobler used. Gal. Ladies, what think you now of this brave Gal. Ladies,
fellow? This would have been a pattern of succession, Meg. A pretty talking fellow; hot at band. Had he ne'er met this mischief. By my life, But eye yon stranger. Is he not a fine complete He is the worthiest the true name of man
gentleman ? Oh, these strangers, I do affect This day within my knowledge.
them strangely. They do the rarest home Meg. I cannot tell what you may call your things, and please the fullest! As I live, I could knowledge;
love all the nation over and over for his sake. But the other is the man set in my eye.
Gal. Prido comfort your poor headpiece, lady! Oh, 'tis a prince of wax!5
'Tis a weak one, and had need of a night-cap. Gal. A dog it is.
Dion. See, how his fancy labours! Has he not King. Philaster, tell me
Spoke home, and bravely? What a dangerous The injuries you aim at in your riddles.
train Phi. If you had my eyes, sir, and sufferance, Did he give fire to! How he shook the king, My griefs upon you, and my broken fortunes, Made his soul melt within him, and his blood
Run into whey! It stood upon his brow,
Like a cold winter dew. 1 popinjays-parrots.
Phi. Gentlemen, 2 him that made, &c.-Alexander.
You have no suit to me? I am no minion :: bugs--bugbears, terrors.
pattern of succession, - i.e. a pattern to succeeding kings.-THEOBALD.
recreant-tenant is the reading of the old copies, the 5 of wax-well made, as if modelled in wax.-DYCE. Rev. J. Mitford suggests tyrant.
This expression is obscure; Jonson, in his Tale of a 2 no minion-i.e. no favourite of influence enough to Tub, speaks of a dog of wax.' _DICE.
carry suits at court.-THEOBALD.
You stand, methinks, like men that would be Lady. Dear madam, you were wont to credit
courtiers, If I could well be flatter'd at a price,
At first. Not to undo your children. You're all honest : Are. But didst thou tell me so? Go, get you home again, and make your country I am forgetful, and my woman's strength A virtuous court, to which your great ones may, Is so o'ercharged with dangers like to grow In their diseased age, retire, and live recluse. About my marriage, that these under things Cle. How do you, worthy sir?
Dare not abide in such a troubled sea. Phi. Well, very well;
How look'd he, when he told thee he would And so well, that, if the king please, I find
come? I may live many years.
Lady. Why, well. Dion. The king must please,
Are. And not a little fearful? Whilst we know what you are, and who you are, Lady. Fear, madam! sure, he knows not what Your wrongs and injuries. Shrink not, worthy it is. sir,
Are. You are all of his faction; the whole But add your father to you. In whose name
court We'll waken all the gods, and conjure up Is bold in praise of him: whilst I The rods of vengeance, the abused people; May live neglected, and do noble things, Who, like to raging torrents, shall swell high, As fools in strife throw gold into the sea, And so begirt the dens of these male-dragons, Drown'd in the doing. But, I know he fears. That, through the strongest safety, they shall Lady. Fear? Madam, methought his looks beg
hid more For mercy at your sword's point.
Of love than fear. Phi. Friends, no more;
Are. Of love? to whom? to you? Our ears may be corrupted. 'Tis an age
Did you deliver those plain words I sent, We dare not trust our wills to. Do you love me? With such a winning gesture, and quick look, Thra. Do we love heaven and honour?
That you have caught him ? Phi. My lord Dion, you had
Lady. Madam, I mean to you. A virtuous gentlewoman call'd you father:
Are. Of love to me? alas! thy ignorance Is she yet alive?
Lets thee not see the crosses of our births. Dion. Most honour'd sir, she is;
Nature, that loves not to be questioned And, for the penance but of an idle dream, Why she did this, or that, but has her ends, Has undertook a tedious pilgrimage.
And knows she does well, never gave the world
Two things so opposite, so contrary,
As he and I am. If a bowl of blood,
Drawn from this arm of mine, would poison Phi. Is it to me,
thee, Or any of these gentlemen, you come ?
A draught of his would cure thee. Of love to Lady. To you, brave lord. The princess would
Lady. Madam, I think I hear him. Your present company.
Are. Bring him in.Phi. The princess send for me! You are mis- Ye gods, that would not have your dooms withtaken.
stood, Lady. If you be call’d Philaster, 'tis to you. Whose holy wisdoms at this time it is, Phi. Kiss her fair hand, and say I will attend To make the passion of a feeble maid her.
[Exit Lady. The way unto your justice, I obey. Dion. Do you know what you do? Phi. Yes; go to see a woman.
Enter PHILASTER. Cle. But do you weigh the danger you are in? Lady. Here is my lord Philaster. Phi. Danger in a sweet face!
Are. Oh! 'tis well. By Jupiter, I must not fear a woman.
[Exit Lady. Thia. But are you sure it was the princess Phi. Madam, your messenger sent?
Made me believe you wish'd to speak with me.
Phi. I do not think it, gentlemen; she's noble; such
And yet am loath to speak them. Have you
That I have aught detracted from your worth?
[Exit PHILASTER. Have I in person wrong'd you? Or have set Dion. Go on:
My baser instruments to throw disgrace And be as truly happy as thou’rt fearless.
Upon your virtues ? Corne, gentlemen, let's make our friends ac Phi. Never, madam, you. quaintad,
Are. Why, then, should you, in such a public Lest the king prove false.
Injure a princess, and a scandal lay
Calling a great part of my dowry in question ?
Phi. Madam, this truth which I shall speak,
will be An Apartment in the same.
Foolish. But, for your fair and virtuous self, Enter ARETHUSA and a Lady.
I could afford myself to have no right
To anything you wish'd.
Are. Philaster, know,
A garland lay him by, made by himself, I must enjoy these kingdoms.
Of many several flowers, bred in the vale, Phi. Madam! Both ?
Stuck in that mystic order, that the rareness Are. Both, or I die. By fate, I die, Philaster, Delighted me. But ever when he turn'd If I not calmly may enjoy them both.
His tender eyes upon 'em, he would weep, Phi. I would do much to save that noble life; As if he meant to make 'em grow again. Yet would be loath to have posterity
Seeing such pretty helpless innocence Find in our stories, that Philaster gave
Dwell in his face, I ask'd him all his story. His right unto a sceptre and a crown,
He told me that his parents gentle died, To save a lady's longing.
Leaving him to the mercy of the fields, Are. Nay then, hear!
Which gave him roots; and of the crystal I must and will have them, and more
springs, Phi. What more?
Which did not stop their courses; and the sun, Are. Or lose that little life the gods prepared, Which still, he thank'd him, yielded him his To trouble this poor piece of earth withal.
light. Phi. Madam, what more?
Then took he up his garland, and did show Are. Turn, then, away thy face.
What every flower, as country people hold, Phi, No.
Did signify; and how all, order'd thus, Are. Do.
Express'd his grief: And, to my thoughts, did Phi. I can endure it. Turn away my face? read I never yet saw enemy that look'd
The prettiest lecture of his country art So dreadfully, but that I thought myself
That could be wish'd : so that, methought, I As great a basilisk as he; or spake
could So horrible, but that I thought my tongue Have studied it. I gladly entertain'd him, Bore thunder underneath, as much as his; Who was glad to follow; and have got Nor beast that I could turn from: Shall I then The trustiest, loving'st, and the gentlest boy Begin to fear sweet
sounds ? a lady's voice, That ever master kept. Him will I send Whom I do love : Say, you would have my life; | To wait on you, and bear our hidden love, Why, I will give it you; for 'tis of me
Are. 'Tis well; no more.
Lady. Madam, the prince is come to do his Are. Yet, for my sake, a little bend thy looks. service. Phi. I do.
Are. What will you do, Philaster, with yourAre. Then know, I must have them, and thee. self? Phi. And me?
Phi. Why, that which all the gods have pointed Are. Thy love; without which all the land
out for me. Discover'd yet, will serve me for no use,
Are. Dear, hide thyself.But to be buried in.
Bring in the prince. Phi. Is't possible?
Phi. Hide me from Pharamond! Are. With it, it were too little to bestow When thunder speaks, which is the voice of Jove, On thee. Now, though thy breath do strike me Though I do reverence, yet I hide me not; dead
And shall a stranger prince have leave to brag (Which, know, it may), I have unript my breast. Unto a foreign nation, that he made
Phi. Madam, you are too full of noble thoughts, Philaster hide himself?
Are. He cannot know it.
It is a simple sin to hide myself,
Are. Then, good Philaster, give him scopo
In what he says; for he is apt to speak Could not have filled me with more strength and What you are loath to hear. For my sake, do. spirit,
Phi. I will.
ought, In that the secret justice of the gods
I come to kiss these fair hands, and to show, Is mingled with it. Let us leave, and kiss; In outward ceremonies, the dear love Lest some unwelcome guest should fall betwixt Writ in my heart. us,
Phi. If I shall have an answer no directlier, And we should part without it.
I am gone. Phi. 'Twill be ill
Pha. To what would he have answer? I should abide here long.
Are. To his claim unto the kingdom. Are. 'Tis true; and worse
Pha. Sirrah, I forbare you before the king. You should come often. How sball wo devise Phi. Good sir, do so still: I would not talk To hold intelligence, that our true loves, On any new occasion, may agree
Pha. But now the time is fitter. Do but offer What path is best to tread?
To make mention of right to any kingdom, Phi. I have a boy,
Though it be scarce habitableSent by the gods, I hope, to this intent,
Phi. Good sir, let me go.
Phi. Peace, Pharamond! If thou-
Pha. You are gone? By heaven, I'll fetch you My father would prefer the boys he kept back.
To greater men than he; but did it not Phi. You shall not need.
Till they were grown too saucy for himself. Pha. What now?
Phi. Why, gentle boy, I find no fault at all Phi. Know, Pharamond,
In thy behaviour.
Bel. Sir, if I have made
Age and experience will adorn my mind
With larger knowledge: And if I have done My greatness so, and in the chamber of
A wilful fault, think me not past all hope, The princess?
What master holds so strict a hand Phi. It is a place to which, I must confess, Over his boy, that he will part with him I owe a reverence: But were't the church, Without one warning ? Let me be corrected, Ay, at the altar, there's no place so safe,
To break my stubbornness, if it be so, Where thou dar’st injure me, but I dare kill thee. Rather than turn me off, and I shall mend. And for your greatness, know, sir, I can grasp Phi. Thy love doth plead so prettily to stay, You and your greatness thus, thus into nothing. That, trust me, I could weep to part with thee. Give not a word, not a word back! Farewell. Alas! I do not turn thee off; thou know'st
[Excit PHILASTER. It is my business that doth call thee hence; Pha. 'Tis an odd fellow, madam. We must And, when thou art with her, thou dwell'st with stop his mouth with some office when we are me. married.
Think so, and 'tis so. And when time is full, Are. You were best make him your controller. That thou hast well discharged this heavy trust, Pha. I think he would discharge it well. But, Laid on so weak a one, I will again madam,
With joy receive thee: as I live, I will. I hope our hearts are knit; and yet, so slow Nay, weep not, gentle boy! 'Tis more than time The ceremonies of state are, that 'twill be long Thou did'st attend the princess. Before our hands be so. If then you please,
Bel. I am gone. Being agreed in heart, let us not wait
But since I am to part with you, my lord, For dreaming form, but take a little stolen And none knows whether I shall live to do Delights, and so prevent' our joys to come. More service for you, take this little prayer : Are. If you dare speak such thoughts,
Heaven bless your loves your fights, all your I must withdraw in honour,
[Exit. designs! Pha. The constitution of my body will never May sick men, if they have your wish, be well; hold out till the wedding. I must seek else And heaven hate those you curse, though I be where. [Exit. one!
[Exit. Phi. The love of boys unto their lords is
strange; ACT II.-SCENE I.
I have read wonders of it: Yet this boy,
For my sake (if a man may judge by looks
And speech) would outdo story. I may see
A day to pay him for his loyalty.
(Exit PHILASTER. Phi. And thou shalt find her honourable, boy; Full of regard unto thy tender youth,
ACT II.-SCENE II.
A Gallery in the PALACE.
Enter PHIARAMOND. Bel. Sir, you did take me up When I was nothing; and only yet am some Pha. Why should these ladies stay so long? thing,
They must come this way: I know the queen By being yours. You trusted me unknown; employs 'em not; for the reverend mother sent And that which you were apt to conster 2 me word, they would all be for the garden. If A simple innocence in me, perbaps
they should prove honest now, I were in a fair Might have been craft—the cunning of a boy taking. I was never so long without sport in Hardened in lies and theft: yet ventured you my life, and, in my conscience, 'tis not my fault. To part my miseries and me; for which
Oh, for our country ladies !-Here's one bolted; I never can expect to serve a lady
I'll hound at her. That bears more honour in her breast than you.
Enter GALATEA. Phi. But, boy, it will prefer thee. Thou art young,
Gal. Your grace!
Gal. Not to me, sir. But when thy judgment comes to rule those pas Pha. Nay, nay; you are too quick. By this sions,
sweet handThou wilt remember best those careful friends Gal. You'll be forsworn, sir ; 'tis but an old That placed thee in the poblest way of life. glove. If you will talk at distance, I am for She is a princess I prefer thee to.
you; but, good prince, be not bawdy, nor do not Bel. In that small time that I have seen the brag; these two I bar: and then, I think, I shall world,
have sense enough to answer all the weighty I never krew a man hasty to part
apophthegms your royal blood shall manage. With a servant he thought trusty: I remember, Pha. Dear lady, can you love?
I reverend mother-i.e. mother of the maids.-DYCE.