Volume Iii Part 102 (2/2)

_Pis_. But, Sir, suppose you find _Philander_ there?

_Alcip_. 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' pa.s.sion for you Made up that breach last night.

_Alcip_. All this I know as well as you, _Pisaro_, But will not be abus'd; alas, I'm lost: Could I recal these two last days are past, Ah, I should be my self again, _Pisaro_.

I would refuse these Fetters which I wear, And be a Slave to nothing but to Glory.

_Pis_. That were a Resolution worthy of you.

--But come, 'tis late, what you resolve conclude.

_Alcip_. I am resolv'd I will not to the Camp, A secret inclination does persuade me To visit my _Erminia_ to night.

_Pis_. Comes it from Love or Jealousy?

_Alcip_. The first, good faith, _Pisaro_; thou'rt so fearful-- You shall to th'Camp before, And I'll be with you early in the Morning.

_Pis_. Give me your hand, and promise to be calm.

_Alcip_. By all our Friends.h.i.+ps, as the Western Winds, [_Gives his hand_.

Nothing that's done shall e'er inrage me more, Honour's the Mistress I'll henceforth adore.

[_Exit_.

_Pis_. I will not trust you though.

[_Goes out another way_.

SCENE III. _The Court Gallery_.

_Enter_ Philander _and_ Alcander _in their Clokes m.u.f.fled as in the dark_.

_Alcan_. _Isillia_.

[_Calls at the lodgings of_ Erminia.

_Isil_. [_Entering_.] Who's there?

_Alcan_. A Friend.

_Isil_. My Lord _Alcander_?

_Alcan_. The same.

_Isil_. Where's the Prince?

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