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Ith. You have built me
[.Aside. May I propose a suit?
Amyc. Demand, and have it.
Amyc. Still thou’rt my daughter,
[To Ith. Calantha, take thine own; in noble actions Thou 'lt find him firm and absolute. I would not Have parted with thee, Ithocles, to any But to a mistress, who is all what I am. Ith. A change, great king, most wish'd for, 'cause
the same. Cal. Thou art mine.-Have I now kept my
word ? Ith. Divinely. Org. Rich fortunes guard, the favour of a prin
cess Rock thee, brave man, in ever-crowned plenty ! You are minion of the time; be thankful for it. Ho! here's a swing in destiny-apparent! The youth is up on tiptoe, yet may stumble. [Aside.
Amyc. On to your recreations.-Now convey me Unto my bedchamber; none on his forehead Wear a distempered look. All. The gods preserve you! Cal. Sweet, be not from my sight. Ith. My whole felicity! [AMYcLAs is carried out.--Exeunt all but ITHOCLES
detained by ORG!LUS. Org. Shall I be bold, my lord ?
Ith. Thou canst not, Orgilus. Call me thine own; for Prophilus must henceforth
Be all thy sister's; friendship, though it cease not
Ith. Royal! A subject royal ? Org. Why not, pray, sir? The sovereignty of kingdoms, in their nonage, Stoop'd to desert, not birth; there's as much merit In clearness of affection, as in puddle Of generation; you have conquer'd love Even in the loveliest: if I greatly err not, The son of Venus hath bequeath'd his quiver To Ithocles to manage, by whose arrows Calantha's breast is open'd.
Ith. Can it be possible ?
Org. I was myself a piece of suitor once,
Ith. 'T is granted:
Org. Still, why not?
Ith. Then the sweetness
Org. The glory
Ith. With a friendship
Org. I am unfitting
Ith. We'll distinguish
Org. The bed?
ment To show this was the king, and this the subject
[Soft sad music. List, what sad sounds are these ? extremely sad
Ith. Sure from Penthea's lodgings.
A SONG within.
Sighs are spent; the burning tapers
Pure as are unwritten papers,
Lock'd in endless dreams,
Th’ extremes of all extremes,
Love's martyrs must be ever, ever dying.
Org. A horrid stillness
SCENE IV. Apartment of PENTHEA in the same. PENTHCA discovered in a chair, veiled ; CHRISTALLA
and PHILEMA at her feet, mourning: Enter two Ser. vants, with two other chairs, one with an engine.'
Enter ITHOCLES and ORGILUS. 1 Serv. [Aside to ORG.] ”T is done; that on her
right-hand. Org. Good! begone.
Phil. She call’d for music,
1 Enter two servants with two chairs, one with an engine.] This engine, as it is here called, in correspondence with the homely properties of our old theatres, was neither more nor less than a common elbowchair, which, by means of a couple of leathern hinges and a yard or two of packthread, was made to cross its arms over the breast of the person segted in it.
In the Devil's Charter, which appeared on the stage nearly thirty years before the Broken Heart, will be found the following stage-direction. “Enter Lucretia, with a chair in her hand, which she sets on the
Luc. I have devised such a curious snare
Death's instrument enclosed in these hands. Accordingly Gismond sits down, is “grasped,” like Ithocles, and stabbed without resistance by his wife ; who retires, as she optered, " with the chair in her hand."--GIFFORD,
Chris. Which scarce was ended,
Ith. So died!
[Chris. and Phil. rise.
My lord. -
Org. Take that chair,
him. What means this treachery?
Org. Caught ! you are caught, Young master! 'tis thy throne of coronation, Thou fool of greatness! See, I take this veil off; Survey a beauty wither'd by the flames Of an insulting Phaeton, her brother.
Ith. Thou mean'st to kill me basely?
Org. I foreknew The last act of her life, and train'd thee hither, To sacrifice a tyrant to a turtle. You dream'd of kingdoms, did you! how to bosom The delicacies of a youngling princess ! How with this nod to grace that subtle courtier, How with that frown to make this noble tremble, And so forth; while Penthea's groans and tortures, Her agonies, her miseries, afflictions, Ne'er touch'd upon your thought! as for my injuries,