Part 32 (1/2)

Porphycio:

We shall advise upon it.

Gonzalo:

O the Devils, That had not thrust this trick into my pate-- 298] A Politician fool? destruction plague _Candy_ and _Venice_ both.

Possenne Porphycio:

Away with him.

Melitus:

Come Sir, I'le see you safe.

[Exeunt _Gonz._ _Mel._

Erota:

Lords, e're you part Be witness to another change of wonder; _Antinous_, now be bold, before this presence, Freely to speak, whether or no I us'd The humblest means affection could contrive, To gain thy love.

Antinous:

Madam, I must confess it, And ever am your servant.

Erota:

Yes _Antinous_, My servant, for my Lord thou shalt be never: I here disclaim the interest thou hadst once In my too pa.s.sionate thoughts. Most n.o.ble Prince, If yet a relique of thy wonted flames Live warm within thy bosom, then I blush not To offer up the a.s.surance of my faith, To thee that hast deserv'd it best.

Philander:

O Madam, You play with my calamity.

Erota:

Let heaven Record my truth for ever.

Philander:

With more joy Than I have words to utter, I accept it.

I also p.a.w.n you mine.

Erota:

The man that in requital Of n.o.ble and un-sought affection Grows cruel, never lov'd, nor did _Antinous_.

Yet herein (Prince) ye are beholding to him; For his neglect of me humbled a pride, Which to a vertuous wife had been a Monster.

Philander:

For which I'le rank him my deserving friend.