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Updated: May 15, 2025
Madam, you strangely do improve my pain, To give me hopes you must recal again. Er. Alcippus, you this language will forbear, When you shall know how powerful you are; For whilst you here endeavour to subdue, The best of Women languishes for you. Alcip.
I think I cannot. Org. Sir, as you are pious, as you are my King, The Lover and Protector of your People, Revenge Erminia's Murder on Alcippus. Gal.
And shall the Traitor live that murder'd her? Gal. And will you by his Death, Sir, murder me? In dear Erminia's Death too much is done; If you revenge that Death, 'tis two for one. Org. Ah, Sir, to let him live's unjust in you. Gal. And killing me, you more injustice do. Org. Alcippus, Madam, merits not your Love, That could so cruel to Erminia prove. Gal.
Alcippus, I confess, is brave enough, And by such ways I'll make him quit his claim; He shall to morrow to the Camp again, And then I'll own my Passion to the King; He loves me well, and I may hope his pity. This is the argument that will prevail.
Alcippus, touch her not. Alcip. Not touch her! by Heaven, I will, And who shall hinder me? Who is't dares say I shall not touch my Wife? Phi. Villain, thou ly'st. Alcip. That y'are my Prince shall not defend you here. Draw, Sir, for I have laid respect aside. Er. Oh Gods, what mean you? hold, Philander, hold. Phi.
Thou know'st the Oaths and Vows she made to me, Never to marry other than my self, And you, Alcander, wrought me to believe them. But now her Vows to marry none but me, Are given to Alcippus, and in his bosom breath'd, With balmy whispers, whilst the ravisht Youth For every syllable returns a kiss, And in the height of all his extasy, Philander's dispossess'd and quite forgotten.
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.
I all things said that might his Griefs beguile, And brought him to the sweetness of a Smile. To all I said he lent a willing ear, And my reproaches too at last did hear. Gal. Pisaro, 'twas the office of a Friend, And thou'st perform'd it to a generous end: Go on and prosper in this new design, And when thou'st done, the glory shall be thine. SCENE II. The Bedchamber of Alcippus.
Pity a Youth that never lov'd before, Remember 'tis a Prince that does adore; Who offers up a Heart that never found It could receive, till from your Eyes, a wound. Er. To your command should I submit to yield, Where could I from Alcippus be conceal'd? What could defend me from his jealous Rage? Gal. Trust me, Erminia, I'll for that engage. Er. And then my Honour by that flight's o'erthrown. Gal.
You, Madam, do alone your Sorrows bear, Which would be less, did but Alcippus share; As Lovers we agree, I'll not deny, But thou art lov'd again, so am not I. Am.
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