RHETIAS (a reduced Courtier), Servant to EROClea. TROLLIO, Servant to MELEANDER. GRILLA, a Page of CUCULUS, in woman's dress. Officers, Attendants, &c. THAMASTA, Sister of AMETHUS, and Cousin to the Prince. EROCLEA (as PARTHENOPHIL),) Daughters of CLEOPHILA, KALA, Waiting-maid to THAMASTA. MELEANDER. SCENE-FAMAGOSTA in CYPRUS. THE LOVER'S MELANCHOLY. ACT THE FIRST. SCENE I.-A Room in the Palace. Enter MENAPHON and PELIAS. EN. Dangers! how mean you dangers? that so courtly You gratulate my safe return from dan gers? Pel. From travels, noble sir. Men. If my experience hath not, truant-like, These are delights; Misspent the time, which I have strove to use Pel. As I am modest, I protest 'tis strange. Men. Pel. What? To bestride The frothy foams of Neptune's surging waves, Men. Sweet sir, 'tis nothing: Straight comes a dolphin, playing near your ship, A feather-bed to waft ye to the shore I will not stretch As easily as if you slept i' the court. Pel. I this language! Alas, sir, we that study words and forms Enter AMETHUS, SOPHRONOS, and Attendants. Men. My honoured father! Soph. From mine eyes, son of my care, my love, The joys that bid thee welcome do too much Speak me a child. Men. O princely sir, your hand. Amet. Perform your duties where you owe them first; I dare not be so sudden in the pleasures Thy presence hath brought home. Soph. Here thou still find'st A friend as noble, Menaphon, as when Thou left'st at thy departure. Men. To him I owe more service Amet. Yes, I know it, Pray give leave : He shall attend your entertainments soon, Next day, and next day: for an hour or two I would engross him only. Soph. Amet. Ye're both dismissed. Pel. Noble lord ! Your creature and your servant. [Exeunt all but AMETHUS and Menaphon. Amet. Give me thy hand. I will not say, "Thou'rt welcome; ". That is the common road of common friends. Men. 'Tis pieced to mine. That can create a Heaven on earth dwell with thee! To see the other's funerals performed. Let's now awhile be free.-How have thy travels Men. Such cure as sick men find in changing beds I found in change of airs: the fancy flattered Amet. Of sweetness and humility, more pities Men. Thamasta, my great mistress, Your princely sister, hath, I hope, ere this Men. Wear the old looks too? Does the court 1 So the old edition; probably equivalent to "fawned." |