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Shall suit the inward fashion of my mind;
Pen. I am no mistress :
Grau. “ Island !” prison ;
Bass. [aside to Grau.] Grausis,
[To GRAU. For my sake put on a more cheerful mirth; Thou 'lt mar thy cheeks, and make me old in griefs.Damnable bitch-fox!
[To GRAU. Grau. I am thick of hearing, Still, when the wind blows southerly.—What think
you, If your fresh lady breed young bones, my lord ! Would not a chopping boy do you good at heart! But, as you said
Bass. I'll spit thee on a stake, Or chop thee into collops!
[.Aside to GRAU. Grau. Pray, speak louder. Sure, sure the wind blows south still.
Pen. Thou prat'st madly.
[Exit. Enter PROPHILUS, HEMOPHIL, GRONEAS,.CHRISTALLA,
and PHILEMA. Pro. Noble Bassanes! Bass. Most welcome, Prophilus; ladies, gentle
men, To all, my heart is open; you all honour me,(A tympany swells in my head already) [.Aside. Honour me bountifully.—How they flutter, Wagtails and jays together!
Pen. He is well, sir ?
Bass. We had not needed An invitation, if his sister's health Had not fallen into question.—Haste, Penthea, Slack not a minute; lead the way good Prophilus, I'll follow step by step. Pro. Your arm, fair madam.
[Exeunt all but Bass. and Grau. Bass. One word with your old hagship; thou
Rail'd at the saints thou worshipp'st than have
thwarted My will ; I'll use thiee cursedly.
Grau. You dote, You are beside yourself. A politician In jealousy? no, you 're too gross, too vulgar. Pish, teach not me my trade; I know my que: My crossing you sinks me into her trust, By which I shall know all ; my trade 's a sure one.
Bass. Forgive me, Grausis, 't was consideration I relish'd not; but have a care now.
Grau. Fear not,
Bass. Thy life's upon it,
The Palace. ITHOCLES's Apartment.
Enter ITHOCLES. Ith. Ambition ! 't is of viper's breed; it gnaws A passage through the womb that gave it motion. Ambition, like a seeled' dove, mounts upwards, Higher and higher still, to perch on clouds, But tumbles headlong down with heavier ruin. So squibs and crackers fly into the air, Then, only breaking with a noise, they vanish In stench and smoke. Morality, applied To timely practice, keeps the soul in tune, At whose sweet music all our actions dance: But this is form[d] of books and school-tradition;
I Ambition, like a seeled dove, mounts upuards,
Higher and higher still, &c.] To seel is to blind by sewing up the eyelids. It is told in the Gen tleman's Recreation, that this wanton piece of cruelty is sometimes resorted to for sport. The poor dove, in the agonies of pain, soars, like the lark, as soon as dismissed from the hand, almost perpendicularly, and continues mounting till strength and life are totally exhausted, when she drops at the feet of her inhuman persecutors.--GIFFORD.
It physics not the sickness of a mind
Enter ARMOSTES and CROTOLON.
Crot. Yet not so ripe,
Ith. Not yet
tolon For a despatch.
Crot. Kings may command; their wills
Ith. By this marriage
Crot. My lord, my lord!
Crot. Had this sincerity been real once,
Arm. You are bold and bitter.
Ith. He presses home the injury; it smarts.
[Aside. No reprehensions, uncle : I deserve them. Yet, gentle sir, consider what the heat Of an unsteady youth, a giddy brain, Green indiscretion, flattery of greatness, Rawness of judgment, wilfulness in folly, Thoughts vagrant as the wind, and as uncertain, Might lead a boy in years to :t was a fault, A capital fault; for then I could not dive Into the secrets of commanding love; Since when experience, by th' extremes in others, Hath forced me to collect-and, trust me, Crotolon, I will redeem those wrongs with any service Your satisfaction can require for current.
Arm. The acknowledgment is satisfaction: What would you more ?
Crot. I am conquer'd: if Euphranea
Ith. Use my fortunes,
Arm. The princess, with your sister.
PHRANEA, CHRISTALLA, PHILEMA, and GRAUSIS. Cal. I present you A stranger here in court, my lord; for did not Desire of seeing you draw her abroad, We had not been made happy in her company. Ith. You are a gracious princess.--Sister, wed
lock Holds too severe a passion in your nature, Which can engross all duty to your husband, Without attendance on so dear a mistress. 'T is not my brother's pleasure, I presume,
[To Bass. Timmure her in a chamber. Bass. 'Tis her will :