The tyranny of thoughts, consider mine, In some proportion, by the strength of yours; Spin. Do not study, My lord, to apparel folly in the weed Of costly colours; henceforth cast off far, Reproof drops from that balmy spring your breath! Which traffics richest clothes and silks, would you Vouchsafe one unspleen'd chiding to my riot: Suspicion of returns to my devotion, In mercenary blessings; for that saint Spin. Auria, Auria, Fight not for name abroad; but come, my hus band, Fight for thy wife at home! Adur. Oh, never rank, Dear cruelty, one that is sworn your creature, Among your country's enemies; I use No force, but humble words, deliver'd from A tongue that's secretary to my heart. Spin. How poorly some, tame to their wild de sires, Fawn on abuse of virtue! pray, my lord, Make not your house my prison. Adur. Grant a freedom To him who is the bondman to your beauty. [A noise within, and the door is forced. Enter AURELIO, followed by CASTAnna, Amoretta, FUTELLI and PIERO. Aurel. Keep back, ye close contrivers of false pleasures, Or I shall force ye back. Can it be possible? Adur. What sees this rudeness Aurel. For you hereafter. Oh, woman, lost to every brave report, Spin. Whiles you, belike, Are furnished with some news for entertainment, Which must become your friendship, to be knit More fast betwixt your souls, by my removal, Both from his heart and memory! Adur. Rich conquest, To triumph on a lady's injured fame, Fut. Have I life, sir? Faith? Christianity? Piero. Put me on the rack, The wheel, or the galleys, if— Aurel. Peace, factors In merchandise of scorn! your sounds are deadly. Castanna, I could pity your consent To such ignoble practice: but I find 1 Coarse fortunes easily seduced, and herein Cast. Use your tyranny. Spin. What rests behind for me? out with it! Becoming such a forfeit of obedience; Hope not that any falsity in friendship Can palliate a broken faith, it dares not. Leave, in thy prayers, fair, vow-breaking wanton, Spin. How unmanly! His anger threatens mischief! Adur. Lady, be not mov'd; I will stand champion for your honour, hazard [Exit. Champion for me, and Auria living! Auria! (Like some forsaken client), in my suit Be cast for want of honest plea-oh, misery! [Exit. Adur. Her resolution's violent;-quickly follow. Cast. By no means, sir: you've followed her already, I fear, with too much ill success, in trial Of unbecoming courtesies, your welcome Adur. I will stand The roughness of the encounter, like a gentleman, And wait ye to your homes, whate'er befall me. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. The Street before MARTINO's House. Enter FULGOso and GUZMAN. Ful. I say, don, brother mine, win her and wear her. And so will I; if't be my luck to lose her, I lose a pretty wench, and there's the worst on 't. Ful. So am I too, Can as occasion serves, if she turns scurvy, Shall's try a slash? here's that shall do 't; I'll tap A gallon of thy brains, and fill thy hogshead Guz. Not in friendship, brother. [Draws. Ful. Or whistle thee into an ague: hang it, Be sociable; drink till we roar and scratch; Then drink ourselves asleep again :-the fashion! Thou dost not know the fashion. Guz. Her fair eyes, Like to a pair of pointed beams drawn from Of roses red and white, divided by Ben. Death of reputation, the wheel, strappado, galleys, rack, are ridiculous fopperies; goblins to fright babies. Poor lean-soul'd rogues! they will swoon at the scar of a pin. Ful. Bless us! a monster, patch'd of dagger-bom- His eyes like copper-basins; he has chang'd Guz. Let us then avoid him, Or stand upon our guard; the foe approaches. Ben. Cutthroats by the score abroad, come home, and rot in fripperies. Honourable cuts are but badges for a fool to vaunt; the raw-ribb'd apothecary poisons cum privilegio, and is paid. Oh, the commonwealth of beasts is most politicly ordered! Guz. Brother we'll keep aloof, there is no valour In tugging with a man-fiend. Ful. I defy him. It gabbles like I know not what ;-believe it, Ben. Look else: the lion roars, and the spaniel fawns; down, cur; the badger bribes the unicorn, that a jury may not pass upon his pillage; here the bear fees the wolf, for he will not howl gratis;— beasts call pleading howling.-So then! there the 1 By this term nothing more seems meant than a disbanded soldier in rags, as in our author's age was too commonly the case, formidable from arms, and desperate from necessity.-GIFFORD. 2 The fellow's a shrewd fellow at a pink,] i. e. at fighting, at a duel.He judges from the rugged appearance of Benatzi, and his fierce strutting language.-GIFFORD. |