Part 10 (1/2)

Good master _Mars_, that's a foul fault. [_Ex. Prin._ Lucippe.

_Cle._ Fye beast, No more my Brother.

_Si._ Sister, honoured Sister.

_Cle._ Dishonoured fool.

_Si._ I do confess.

_Cle._ Fye on thee.

_Si._ But stay till I deliver.

_Cle._ Let me go, I am asham'd to own thee.

_Si._ Fare ye well then, Ye must ne're see me more.

_Cle._ Why stay dear _Siphax_, My anger's past; I will hear ye speak.

_Si._ O Sister!

_Cle._ Out with it Man.

_Si._ O I have drunk my mischief.

_Cle._ Ha? what?

_Si._ My destruction.

In at mine eyes I have drunk it; O the Princess, The rare sweet Princess!

_Cle._ How fool? the rare Princess?

Was it the Princess that thou said'st?

_Si._ The Princess.

_Cle._ Thou dost not love her sure, thou darst not.

_Si._ Yes by Heaven.

_Cle._ Yes by Heaven? I know thou darst not.

The Princess? 'tis thy life the knowledge of it, Presumption that will draw into it all thy kindred, And leave 'em slaves and succourless; the Princess?

Why she's a sacred thing to see and wors.h.i.+p, Fixt from us as the Sun is, high, and glorious, To be ador'd not doted on; desire things possible, Thou foolish young man, nourish not a hope Will hale thy heart out.

_Si._ 'Tis my destinie, And I know both disgrace and death will quit it, If it be known.

_Cle._ Pursue it not then, _Siphax_, Get thee good wholesome thoughts may nourish thee, Go home and pray.

_Si._ I cannot.