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THE LADY'S TRIAL.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-A Room in the House of AURIA.

Enter Piero and FUTELLI, at opposite doors.
Piero. ACCOMPLISHED man of fashion !

Fut. The times' wonder!
Gallant of gallants, Genoa's Piero !
Piero. Italy's darling, Europe's joy, and so

forth !
The newest news? unvamp'd ?*

Fut. I am no foot-post,
No pedlar of avisos, no monopolist
Of forged corantos, monger of gazettes.

Piero. But, in pure earnest now, my fine Futelli, How trowls the common noise ?

Fut. Auria, who lately,
Wedded and bedded to the fair Spinella,
Tired with the enjoyments of delights, is hasting
To cuff the Turkish pirates, in the service
Of the great duke of Florence.-

Piero. Blockhead!
To run from such an armful of pleasures,

* The newest news ? unvamp'd ?] i.e. fresh, genuine, not patched up.-GIFFORD.

For gaining-what?-a bloody nose of honour.
Most sottish and abominable !

Fut. Wicked,
Shameful, and cowardly, I will maintain.

Piero. Is all my signor's hospitality,
Huge banquetings, deep revels, costly trappings,
Shrunk to a cabin, and a single welcome
To beverage and biscuit ?

Fut. Hold thy peace, man;
It makes for us : he comes, let's part

demurely.
[They take different sides.

Enter ADURNI and AURIA.

Adur. We wish thee, honour'd Auria, life and

safety;
Return crown'd with a victory, whose wreath
Of triumph may advance thy country's glory,
Worthy your name and ancestors !

Aur. My lord,
I shall not live to thrive in any action
Deserving memory, when I forget
Adurni's love and favour.

Piero. I present you
My service for a farewell ; let few words
Excuse all arts of compliment.

Fut. For my own part,
Kill or be kill'd, (for there's the short and long

on't,) Call me your shadow's hench-boy.*

Call me your shadow's hench-boy.] A common expression in our old writers for a page; a state-attendant on court or municipal officers.-GIFFORD.

Aur. Gentlemen,
My business urging on a present haste,
Enforceth short reply.

Adur. We dare not hinder
Your resolution wing'd with thoughts so constant.
All happiness!
Piero and Fut. Contents !

Exeunt ADURNI, PIERO, and FUTELLI. Aur. So leave the winter'd people of the north, The minutes of their summer, when the sun Departing leaves them in cold robes of ice, As I leave Genoa.

Enter TRELCATIO, SPINELLA, and CASTANNA.

Now appears the object Of my apprenticed heart: thou bring'st, Spinella, A welcome in a farewell-souls and bodies Are sever'd for a time, a span of time, To join again, without all separation, In a confirmed unity for ever : Such will our next embraces be, for life; And then to take the wreck of our divisions, * Will sweeten the remembrance of past dangers, Will fasten love in perpetuity, Will force our sleeps to steal upon our stories. These days must come, and shall, without a cloud, Or night of fear, or envy. To your charge, Trelcatio, our good uncle, and the comfort

* And then to take the wreck of our divisions.] i. e. to enjoy the remnant of time which our separations have left us. GIFFORD.

Of my Spinella's sister, fair Castanna,
I do entrust this treasure.

Trel. I dare promise
My husbanding that trust with truth and care.

Cast. My sister shall to me stand an example, Of pouring free devotions for your safety.

Aur. Gentle Castanna, thou'rt a branch of good

ness

Grown on the self-same stock with my Spinella. But why, my dear, hast thou lock'd up thy speech

[To Spin.
In so much silent sadness ? Oh! at parting,
Belike one private whisper must be sigh'd.
Uncle, the best of

peace
enrich

your family! I take my leave.

Trel. Blessings and health preserve you ! [Exit. Aur. Nay, nay, Castanna, you may hear our

counsels; A while, you are design'd your sister's husband. Give me thy hand, Spinella; you did promise, To send me from you with more cheerful looks, Without a grudge or tear; 'deed, love, you did. Spi. What friend have I left in

your

absence?
Āur. Many:
Thy virtues are such friends they cannot fail thee;
Faith, purity of thoughts, and such a meekness,
As would force scandal to a blush.

Spi. Admit, sir,
The patent of your life should be call'd in ;
How am I then left to account with griefs,
More slav'd to pity than a broken heart?
Auria! soul of my comforts, I let fall
No eye on breach of fortune; I contemn
No entertainment to divided hopes,

I

urge no pressures by the scorn of change ;
And yet, my Auria, when I but conceive
How easy 'tis (without impossibility)
Never to see thee more, forgive me then,
If I conclude I may be miserable,
Most miserable.

Cast. And such conclusion, sister,
Argues effects of a distrust more voluntary,
Than cause by likelihood.

Aur. 'Tis truth, Castanna.

Spi. I grant it truth; yet Auria, I'm a woman, And therefore apt to fear : to show my duty, And not to take heart from you, I'll walk from

you, At your command, and not so much as trouble Your thought with one poor looking back.

Aur. I thank thee, My worthy wife! Before we kiss, receive This caution from thine Auria : first--Castanna, Let us bid farewell.

[Cast. walks aside. Spi. Speak, good, speak.

Âur. The steps Young ladies tread, left to their own discretion, However wisely printed, are observed, And construed as the lookers-on presume : Point out thy ways then in such even paths, As thine own jealousies from other's tongues May not intrude a guilt, though undeserv’d. Admit of visits as of physic forced, Not to procure health, but for safe prevention Against a growing sickness; in thy use of time and of discourse be found so thrifty, As no remembrance may impeach thy rest. Appear not in a fashion that can prompt

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