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THE FANCIES, CHASTE AND NOBLE.
SCENE I.-A Room in the House of Livio.
Enter ROMANELLO and CASTAMELA.
Cast. You importune
every sweet condition that becomes
Rom. Why, Castamela, I have shaped thy virtues, Even from our childish years, into a dowry Of richer estimation, than thy portion, Doubled an hundred times, can equal : now I clearly find, thy current of affection Labours to fall into the gulf of riot, Not the free ocean of a soft content. You'd marry pomp and plenty: 'tis the idol,
I must confess, that creatures of the time
Rom. Sure some dotage
desires! the female curse has caught you. Cast. Fie! fie ! how ill this suits.
Rom. A devil of pride
you grasp mole-hills.
Rom. But that some remnant of an honest sense
Cast. Romanello, know
Rom. A dog, a parrot,
Cast. This is uncivil;
Rom. My grief you are;
Cast. So is my chief opinion of your worthiness, When such distractions tempt you; you would
prove A cruel lord, who dare, being yet a servant, As you profess, to bait my best respects Of duty to your welfare; 'tis a madness I have not oft observed. Possess your freedom, You have no right in me; let this suffice; I wish your joys much comfort.
SCENE I.–An Apartment in Julio's House.
Enter Flavia, supported by CAMILLO, and
Flav. Not yet returned?
Unkind! four hours are almost past, (But twelve short minutes wanting by the glass) Since we broke company; was never, gentlemen, Poor princess us’d so!
Ves. With your gracious favour, Peers, great in rank and place, ought of necessity To attend on state employments.
Cam. For such duties Are all their toil and labour ; but their pleasures Flow in the beauties they enjoy, which conquers All sense of other travail.
Flav. Trimly spoken. When we were common, mortal, and a subject, As other creatures of Heaven's making are, (The more the pity) bless us! how we waited For the huge play-day, when the pageant flutter'd About the city;* for we then were certain, * On the huge play-duy when the pageants flutter'd About the city.]
The huge play-day (for Ford's Sienna is only another name for London) was probably the Lord Mayor’s day, when the company to which he belonged exhi