Than all diseases I have tasted yet Had power to asperse upon me; and yet, lady, I could say something, durst I. Pet. Speak 't at once. Mont. And yet Pet. Nay, but we 'll admit no pause. Mont. I know not how my phrase may relish you, And loth I were to offend; even in what 's past I must confess I was too bold. Farewell; I shall no more distaste you. Pet. Sir, you do not; I do proclaim you do not. Stay, I charge you; Mont. You charge deeply, Pet. As you are a soldier, And Englishman, have hope to be redeem'd Mont. What? Pet. Your apprehension catch'd, And almost was in sheaf Mont. Lady, I shall. Pet. And in a word. Mont. I will. Pet. Pronounce it then. Mont. I love you. Pet. Ha, ha, ha. Mont. Still it is my misery Thus to be mock'd in all things. Pet. Pretty, faith. Mont. I look'd thus to be laught at; my estate And fortunes, I confess, deserve no less; That made me so unwilling to denounce Pet. Love me? Mont. I do, I do; and maugre Fate, Affect you me, or no? Pet. How speak you that? Mont. Without demur or pause. Pet. Give me but time To sleep upon 't. Mont. I pardon you no minute; not so much, Pet. You have vanquish'd me, At mine own weapon: noble sir, I love you : Mont. Oh, my happiness! What wilt thou feel me still art thou not weary Not suffer me to enjoy it; tane with this hand, Pet. You are sad, Sir; Be so no more: if you have been dejected, Mont. I was born to 't And it shall out at once. Pet. Sir, you seem passionate; As if my answer pleas'd not. Mont. Now my death; [Kisses him. For mine own tongue must kill me: noble Lady, Pet. She to do it? Mont. Or, if she fail me in my first demand, I to abjure her ever. Pet. I am she, That beg to be imploy'd so: name a danger, And turn'd them into marble: these and more, Mont. And swear to this? Pet. I vow it by my honour, my best hopes, And all that I wish gracious: name it then, For I am in a longing in my soul, To shew my love's expression. Mont. You shall then Pet. I'll do it, as I am a Virgin : Lie it within mortality, I'll do it. Mont. You shall Pet. I will that which appears in you Mont. Then you shall Pet. What soldier, what? Mont. love noble Valladaura; And at his soonest appointment marry him. Miracle of Beauty. I remember*, There lived a Spanish Princess of our name, * A proud Spanish Princess relates this. Gazing upon the Sun, her hair took fire. I rather think that she was Latona's brood, To use the like combustion upon me. THE ROYAL KING AND THE LOYAL SUBJECT. BY THOMAS HEYWOOD. Noble Traitor. A Persian History I read of late, how the great Sophy once In comes by chance an Eagle sousing by: Which when the Hawk espies, leaves her first game, 97 A WOMAN KILL'D WITH KINDNESS: A TRAGEDY. BY THOMAS HEYWOOD. MR. FRANKFORD discovers that his Wife has been unfaithful to him. Mrs. Fra. O by what words, what title, or what name Shall I entreat your pardon? Pardon! oh! I am as far from hoping such sweet grace, Fran. Spare thou thy tears, for I will weep for thee, And keep thy countenance, for I'll blush for thee. Now, I protest, I think, 'tis I am tainted, For I am most asham'd; and 'tis more hard For me to look upon thy guilty face, Than on the sun's clear brow: what wouldst thou speak? Mrs. Fra. I would I had no tongue, no ears, no eyes, No apprehension, no capacity. When do you spurn me like a dog? when tread me Under feet? when drag me by the hair? Tho' I deserve a thousand thousand fold More than you can inflict: yet, once my husband, I am not worthy that I should prevail This granted, I am ready for my grave. Fran. My God, with patience arm me! rise, nay rise, And I'll debate with thee. Was it for want Thou plaid'st the strumpet! Wast thou not supply'd VOL. I. F |