Part 21 (2/2)

_Enter Nun, she opens the Curtain to_ Calis.

Calis _at the Oracle._

_Nun._ Peace to your Prayers Lady, will it please ye To pa.s.s on to the Oracle?

_Cal._ Most humbly. [Chilax _and Priest, in the Oracle_.

_Chi._ Do ye hear that?

_Priest._ Yes, lie close.

_Chi._ A wildfire take ye, What shall become of me? I shall be hang'd now: Is this a time to shake? a halter shake ye, Come up and juggle, come.

_Priest._ I am monstrous fearful.

_Chi._ Up ye old gaping Oyster, up and answer; A mouldy Mange upon your chops, ye told me I was safe here till the Bell rung.

_Priest._ I was prevented, And did not look these three hours for the Princess.

_Chi._ Shall we be taken?

_Priest._ Speak for loves sake, _Chilax_; I cannot, nor I dare not.

_Chi._ I'le speak Treason, for I had as lieve be hang'd for that.

_Priest._ Good _Chilax_.

_Chi._ Must it be sung or said? what shall I tell 'em?

They are here; here now preparing.

_Priest._ O my Conscience!

_Chi._ Plague o' your spurgall'd Conscience, does it tire now?

Now when it should be tuffest? I could make thee--

_Priest._ Save us, we are both undone else.

_Chi._ Down ye Dog then, Be quiet, and be stanch to no inundations.

_Nun._ Here kneel again, and _Venus_ grant your wishes.

Calis. _O Divine Star of Heaven,_ _Thou in power above the seven:_ _Thou sweet kindler of desires,_ _Till they grow to mutual fires:_ _Thou, O gentle Queen, that art_ _Curer of each wounded heart:_ _Thou the fuel, and the flame;_ _Thou in Heaven, and here the same:_ _Thou the wooer, and the woo'd:_ _Thou the hunger, and the food:_ _Thou the prayer, and the pray'd;_ _Thou what is, or shall be said:_ _Thou still young, and golden tressed,_ _Make me by thy Answer blessed._

_Chi._ When?

_Priest._ Now speak handsomly, and small by all means, I have told ye what. [_Thunder._

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