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Is this the Gratitude you pay my Favours, That gave ye life, after your wrongs to me? But 'twas my Sister's Kindness that preserv'd thee And I prefer'd my Vengeance to the Gods. Alcip. Your Sister is a Saint whom I adore; But I refuse a Life that comes from you. Isil. What mean you, Sir? Alcip. To speak a truth, as dying Men should do. Phi. Alcip. No, Prince, not whilst I am in love with dying.
'Tis true, Sir, and your bounty does amaze me; Can I receive a blessing of this magnitude With hands, yet have not wash'd away the sin Of your Erminia's murder? think of that, Sir; For though to me it did appear most just, Yet you must hate the Man that has undone you. Gal. I see Erminia still usurps your thoughts. Alcip.
Alcip. So now, my Heart, I have redeem'd thee nobly, Sit down and pause a while But why so still and tame, is one poor Murder Enough to satisfy thy storm of Passion? If it were just, it ought not here to end; If not I've done too much My Lord, Pisaro Alcip. Pisaro, Oh, that Name has wakened me, A Name till now had never Terror in't! I will not speak with him. Enter Pisaro. Pis.
Well, I must either resolve never to provoke His Jealousy, or be able to rencounter his Other fury, his Valour; that were a good Resolve if I be not past all hope. Enter Alcippus and Erminia, as in a Bed-Chamber. Alcip. But still methinks, Erminia, you are sad, A heaviness appears in those fair Eyes, As if your Soul were agitating something Contrary to the pleasure of this night. Er.
I do believe the Prince is innocent From all that thou hast said. But yet I wish he would dispose his Bounties On those that would return acknowledgments; I hate he should oblige me. Pis. You are too obstinate, and must submit. Alcip. Pis. Come, Sir, I am a kind of Prophet, And can interpret Dreams too. We'll walk a while, and you shall tell me all, And then I would advise you what to do.
Alcippus, is't a time to think of Weddings, When the disorder'd Troops require your Presence? You must to the Camp to morrow. Alcip. You need not urge that Duty to me, Sir. King. A Day or two will finish that affair, And then we'll consummate the happy Day, When all the Court shall celebrate your Joy. Pisa, and Fal. Pis.
How is it, man? what, speechless? Alcip. No. Pis. I left thee on the Bed, how camest thou here? Alcip. I know not. Pis. Have you slept? Alcip. Yes, ever since you left me; And 'twas a kindness in thee now to wake me; For Sleep had almost flatter'd me to Peace, Which is a vile injustice. Hah, Pisaro, I had such a Dream, Such a fine flattering Dream Pis. How was it, pray? Alcip.
Erminia's Chamber; prithee let me know, For I have fears that take away my sleep, Fears that will make me mad, stark mad, Pisaro. Pis. You do not well to fear without a cause. Alcip. O Friend, I saw what thou canst ne'er conceive; Last night I saw it when I came from thee: And if thou go'st about t'impose upon me, I'll cast thee from my Soul.
Have you forgot your Apparition, Sir? Alcip. Oh, 'twas an idle lying one, Pisaro, And came but to intrap me. To them Galatea, Aminta, and Olinda. Gal. Ah, Brother, why so cruel to your Sister? Phi. Here, Galatea, punish my misfortune, For yet I want the will to injure thee. Heaven knows what provocations I receiv'd E'er I would draw a Sword on him you lov'd. Gal.
Draws off, discovers Alcippus rising from the Couch. Alcip. I cannot sleep, my Soul is so unfurnish'd Of all that Sweetness which allow'd it rest. 'Tis flown, 'tis flown, for ever from my breast, And in its room eternal discords dwell, Such as outdo the black intrigues of Hell Oh my fortune What's here?
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