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Phi. Your love to that I see has made you impudent. Isil. The Storm comes on, your Highness should avoid it. Phi. Let him give place, I'll keep possession here. Isil. It is the Prince's pleasure, Sir, you quit the Presence. Alcip. No, this I call my Home; And since Erminia's here that does entitle it so, I will not quit the Presence. Phi. Alcip. Me, Philander! Phi. Thee. Alcip.
Discovers a Room hung with Black, a Hearse standing in it with Tapers round about it, Alcippus weeping at it, with Isillia, and other Women with long black Veils round about the Hearse. Isil. I humbly beg, my Lord, you would forbear. Alcip. Oh Isillia, Thou knowest not what vast Treasure this incloses, This sacred Pile; is there no Sorrow due to it? Alas, I bad her not farewel at parting.
I'm wounded, yet I will not leave him so; There may be Mischief in him, though unarm'd. SCENE VI. A Bed-chamber. Isil. Ah, Madam, Alcippus. Er. Alcippus, where? Isil. I left him in a quarrel with Alcander, And hear him coming up. Er. For Heaven's sake, Sir, submit to be conceal'd. Phi. Not for the world, Erminia, My Innocence shall be my guard and thine. Er. He comes; Philander, for my safety go.
Enter Philander and Alcander in their Clokes muffled as in the dark. Alcan. Alcan. A Friend. Isil. My Lord Alcander? Alcan. The same. Isil. Where's the Prince? Phi. Here, Isillia. Isil. Give me your hand, my Lord, and follow me. Phi. To such a Heaven as thou conduct'st me to, Though thou should'st traverse Hell, I'd follow thee. Alcan. You'll come back in charity, Isillia? Isil.
Coward, whom nothing but thy power makes strong; Whom Age and Malice bred t'affright the young; Here thou dost tyrannize to that degree, That nothing but my Death will set me free. Erm. and Isil. SCENE IV. Philander's Apartments. Enter Philander and Alcander. Phil. Urge it no more, your Reasons do displease me; I offer'd her a Crown with her Philander, And she was once pleas'd to accept of it.
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.
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