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Cleo. May soft dreams Play in his fancy, that when he awakes, With comfort, he may, by degrees, digest The present blessings in a moderate joy! Cor. I drench'd his cup to purpose; he ne'er
stirr'd At barber or at tailor. He will laugh At his own metamorphosis, and wonder, We must be watchful. Does the couch stand ready?
Enter TROLLIO. Cleo. All, [all] as you commanded.
haste for? Trol. A brace of women, usherd by the young old ape with his she-clog, are enter'd the castle. Shall they come on?
Cor. By any means; the time is precious now; Lady, be quick and careful. Follow, Trollio!
Trol. I owe all reverence to your right worshipfulness.
[Exit, Cleo. So many fears, so many joys encounter My double expectations, that I waver Between the resolution of my hopes And my obedience: 't is not, O my fate! The apprehension of a timely blessing In pleasures, shakes my weakness; but the danger Of a mistaken duty, that confines The limits of my reason.
Let me live, a Virtue, to thee as chaste, as Truth to time!
Enter THAMASTA, speaking to some one without.
Tha. I bring peace, to sue a pardon
Cleo. Alas! you have not wrongd me; for, in
Tha. Chide not
Cleo. Call any service
Tha. Let me embrace thee with a sister's love,
Amet. Men. [within.] We must have entrance, Tha. Must! Who are they say must? you are unmannerly.
Enter AMETHUS and MENAPHON, Brother is 't you? and you too, sir?
Amet. Your ladyship i Solicit thy deserts,] i, e. plead your merits to my brother: which Accordingly she does in the next page, where Amethus observes,“ The ladies are turn'd lawyers."--GIFFORD.
Has had a time of scolding to your humour;
Cleo. Never fell a shower
Tha. You may both believe,
Amet. Pish! I know Her spirit and her envy.
Cleo. Now, in troth, sir, (Pray credit me, I do not use to swear), The virtuous princess hath, in words and carriage, Been kind, so over-kind, that I do blush, I am not rich enough in thanks sufficient For her unequall'd bounty.--My good cousin, I have a suit to you.
Men. It shall be granted.
Cleo. That no time, no persuasion, no respects Of jealousies, past, present, or hereafter By possibility to be conceiv'd, Draw you from that sincerity and pureness Of love, which you have oftentimes protested To this great worthy lady: she deserves A duty more than what the ties of marriage Can claim or warrant; be for ever hers, As she is yours, and Heaven increase your com
forts! Amet. Cleophila hath play'd the churchman's
Men. Are you contented ?
Without additions of estate or birth,
Tha. The errors
Men. My love, my care, my all.
Amet. What rests for me?
Čleo. My lord Amethus,
Amet. It shall suffice me.
GRILLA. Cuc. Revenge! I must have revenge; I will have revenge, bitter and abominable revenge; I will have revenge. This unfashionable mongrel, this linsey: woolsey of mortality-by this hand, mistress, this she-rogue is drunk, and clapper-clawed me, without any reverence to my person, or good garments. Why do you not speak, gentlemen ?
! And thus resolve,) i. e. and come to this certain conclusion, that now, &c.
Pel. Some certain blows have pass'd, an 't like
your highness. Trol. Some few knocks of friendship; some lovetoys, some cuffs in kindness, or so.
Gril. I'll turn him away, he shall be my master no longer. Men. Is this your she-page, Cuculus ? 't is a boy,
sure. Cuc. A boy, an arrant boy in long coats. Tha. Pelias, take hence the wag, and school him
for 't. For your part, servant, I'll entreat the prince To grant you some fit place about his wardrobe.
Cuc. Ever after a bloody nose do I dream of good luck. I horribly thank your ladyship. While I'm in office, the old garb shall agen Grow in request, and tailors shall be men. Come, Trollio, help to wash my face, prithee. Trob. Yes, and to scour it too.
[Exeunt Cuc. Trol. Pet. and GRIL.
Enter RHETIAS and CORAX.
Cleo. I have studied
Cor. I'll pass my word for her.
EROCLEA. Pal. Thus princes should be circled with a guard 1 It is pleasant to witness the departure of this despicable set of buf foons; and Ford has shown more judgment than he was probably aware of (for he seems to take delight in his wretched antics), in dismissing them at a period when they would have broken in on the deep pathos and feeling of his exquisite catastrophe --GIFFORD