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But thine the pure effects of highest Valour; For which, if ought below my Crown can recompense, Name it, and take it, as the price of it. Alcip. The Duty which we pay your Majesty, Ought to be such, as what we pay the Gods; Which always bears its Recompence about it. King. Yet suffer me to make thee some return, Though not for thee, yet to incourage Bravery.
Nor knew he other rest than on his Horse-back, Where he would sit and take a hearty Nap; And then too dreamt of fighting. I could continue on a day in telling The Wonders of this Warrior. King. I credit all, and do submit to you. But yet Alcippus seems displeas'd with it. Alcip.
A few more syllables express'd like these, Will raise my Soul up to the worst extreme, And give me with your Scorn an equal torment. Er. Alcip. Gently, Erminia, pour the Balsam in, That I may live, and taste the sweets of Love.
It is not well to think my Kindness limited; This, from the Prince you hold, the next from me; Be what it will, I here declare it thine. Upon my life, designs upon a Lady; I guess it from thy blushing. Name her, and here thy King engages for her. Phi. O Gods! Alcip. Phi. King. Alcippus, with her Father's leave, she's thine. Org. Sir, 'tis my Aim and Honour. Phi.
Thou hast disarm'd my Rage, and in its room A world of Shame and softer Passions come, Such as the first efforts of Love inspir'd, When by thy charming Eyes my Soul was fir'd. Er. I must confess your Fears are seeming just, But here to free you from the least mistrust, I swear, whilst I'm your Wife I'll not allow Birth to a Thought that tends to injuring you. Alcip.
To you, my Prince, I've done unheard-of injuries, And though your Mercy do afford me life, With this rich present too; Till I could know I might deserve them both, That Life will prove a Plague, and this great Gift Turn to the torment of it. Phi. Alcippus, 'tis not kind to doubt me still, Is this a present for a Man I hate? Alcip.
I find the cheat, and will not to the Camp; Thou shalt supply my place, and I'll return: The Night grows on, and something will be done That I must be acquainted with. Pis. Pardon me, Sir, if I refuse you here; I find you're growing up to Jealousies, Which I'll not trust alone with you. Alcip. Thou know'st perhaps of something worthy it. Pis.
Tell me you'll love, or that my Suit is vain, Do any thing to ease me of my pain. Gods, Madam, why d'ye keep me in suspence? This cannot be the effects of Innocence; By Heaven, I'll know the cause, where e'er it lies, Nor shall you fool me with your feign'd disguise. Pis. Alcip. 'Twas kindly urg'd, prithee be near me still, And tell me of the faults that look unmanly. Gal. Er.
Then I suppose I shall not much approve on't. Pis. You would be at your last night's rage again. Alcippus, this will ruin you for ever, Nor is it all the Power you think you have Can save you, if he once be disoblig'd. Believe me 'twas the Princess' passion for you Made up that breach last night. Alcip.
Come, come, recal what you have rashly said; And own to morrow that thou art no Maid: Thy Blushes do betray thy willingness, And in thy lovely Eyes I read success. Er. A double tie obliges me to be Strict to my Vows, my Love and Amity; For my own sake the first I'll ne'er decline, And I would gladly keep the last for thine. Alcip.
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