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All that we know of him, Pisaro now inform'd me, Who came just as he thought he had murder'd thee, And begg'd he would provide for his own safety. But he who gave him sober promises, No sooner found himself out of his arms, But frantick and i'th' dark he got away.
He departs unmolested, but once he is gone Alcippus, beside himself with blind fury, strangles Erminia with an embroidered garter Pisaro, coming in a few moments after, reproaches him with the murder but hurries him away to concealment. The deed, however, is discovered and noised abroad by Falatius, a busy coxcomb courtier.
Can you speak yet, or do you tell your tale With Eyes and Sighs, as you were wont to do? Alcan. Faith, much at that old rate, Pisaro, I yet have no incouragement from her To make my Court in any other language. Pis. You'll bring her to't, she must be overcome, And you're the fittest for her fickle Humour. Alcan.
Nay, I will forget it; I do not merit so much peace of mind, As the relation of that Dream will give me: Oh, 'twas so perfect, too, I hardly can persuade my self I slept! Dost thou believe there may be Apparitions? Pis. Doubtless, my Lord, there be. Alcip. I never could believe it till this hour, By Heavens, I think I saw them too, Pisaro. Pis. 'Tis very possible you're not deceiv'd. Alcip.
Nay, now you urge me to impossibility: Good faith, I cannot tell, but guess the Prince. Alcip. 'Tis true, Pisaro, 'twas indeed the Prince. But what was th'occasion? Pis. He call'd me Spy, and I return'd th'affront, But took no notice that he was my Prince: It was a Folly I repented of; But 'twas in a damn'd melancholy Mood. Alcip. Was it a going in or coming out? Pis. From whence? Alcip.
His ignorance that she was so, may excuse him. Alcan. The Devil 'twill, dost think he knew it not? Pis. Orgulius still design'd him for Erminia; And if the Prince be disoblig'd from this, He only ought to take it ill from him. Alcan. Too much, Pisaro, you excuse his Pride, But 'tis the Office of a Friend to do so. Pis.
Help, Murder! Murder! Pis. Hold, bawling Dog. Alcip. How cam'st thou thus? Come up into my Arms. Pis. 'Twas Jealousy, Alcippus, that wild Monster, Who never leaves us till he has thus betray'd us. Pox on't, I am asham'd to look upon thee. I have disturb'd you to no purpose, Sir. I am not wounded, go to bed again. Alcan. I'll see thee to thy Lodgings first, Pisaro. Pis.
Not speak with me! nay then I fear the worst. Alcip. Not for the world, Pisaro Pis. Thy guilt is here too plain, I need not read it in thy blushing face, She's dead and pale: Ah, sweet Erminia! Alcip.
SCENE VI. Draws off, discovers Philander and Alcander with Musick at the Chamber-door of Erminia; to them Pisaro, who listens whilst the Song is sung.
Without on the Stage, Philander with his Sword half drawn, held by Galatea, who looks ever on Alcippus: Erminia still fixing her Eyes on Philander; Pisaro passionately gazing on Galatea: Aminta on Fallatio, and he on her: Alcander, Isillia, Cleontius, in other several postures, with the rest, all remaining without motion, whilst the Musick softly plays; this continues a while till the Curtain falls; and then the Musick plays aloud till the Act begins.
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