Actus
.
1.
Enter
Philocles
and
Lisander
.
Phi.
Make
way
for
my
Lord
Protector
.
Lisa.
Your
graces
servants
.
Enter
Cassander
and
Lisimachus
.
Cas.
I
like
your
diligent
waiting
,
where's
Lisimachus
?
Lisi.
I
waite
upon
you
sir
.
Cas.
The
Queene
lookes
pleasant
This
morning
,
does
she
not
?
Lis.
I
ever
found
Her
gracious
smiles
on
me
.
Cas.
She
does
consult
Her
safety
in't
,
for
I
must
tell
thee
boy
,
But
in
the
assurance
of
her
love
to
thee
,
I
should
advance
thy
hopes
another
way
,
And
use
the
power
I
have
in
Epire
,
to
Settle
our
owne
,
and
uncontrouled
greatnesse
;
But
since
she
carries
her selfe
so
fairely
,
I
am
content
to
expect
,
and
by
her
marriage
Secure
thy
fortune
,
that's
all
my
ambition
Now
,
be
still
carefull
in
thy
applications
To
her
,
I
must
attend
other
affaires
,
Returne
,
and
use
what
art
thou
canst
to
lay
More
charmes
of
love
upon
her
.
Lisi.
I
presume
Shee
alwayes
speakes
the
language
of
her
heart
,
And
I
can
be
ambitious
for
no
more
Happinesse
on
earth
then
she
encourages
Me
to
expect
.
Cas.
It
was
an
act
becomming
The
wisedome
of
her
Father
to
engage
A
tye
betweene
our
families
,
and
she
Hath
playd
her
best
discretion
to
allow
it
;
But
we
lose
time
in
conference
,
waite
on
her
,
And
be
what
thou
wert
borne
for
,
King
of
Epire
,
Exit
.
I
must
away
.
Lisi.
Successe
ever
attend
you
.
Is
not
the
Queene
yet
comming
forth
?
Lisa.
Your
servant
,
You
may
command
our
duties
,
This
is
the
Court
starre
Philocles
.
Phi.
The
starre
that
we
must
saile
by
.
Lisa.
All
must
borrow
A
light
from
him
,
the
young
Queene
directs
all
Her
favours
that
way
.
Phi.
Hees
a
noble
Gentleman
And
worthy
of
his
expectations
:
Too
good
to
be
the
son
of
such
a
Father
.
Lisa.
Peace
,
remember
he
is
Lord
Protector
.
Phil.
We
have
more
need
of
Heavens
protection
I'th
meane
time
,
I
wonder
the
old
King
Did
in
his
life
designe
him
for
the
office
.
Lisa.
He
might
suspect
his
faith
,
I
have
heard
when
The
King
who
was
no
Epirote
advanc'd
His
claime
,
Cassander
,
our
Protector
now
,
Young
then
,
oppos'd
him
toughly
with
his
faction
,
But
forc'd
to
yeeld
had
faire
conditions
,
And
was
declar'd
by
the
whole
state
next
heire
If
the
King
wanted
issue
;
our
hopes
only
Thriv'd
in
this
daughter
.
Phi.
Whom
but
for
her
smiles
And
hope
of
marriage
with
Lisimachus
,
His
Father
by
some
cunning
had
remov'd
Ere
this
.
Lisa.
Take
heed
,
the
Arras
may
have
eares
I
should
not
weepe
much
if
his
grace
would
hence
Remove
to
Heaven
.
Phi.
I
prethee
what
should
he
do
there
?
Lisa.
Some
Offices
will
fall
.
Phi.
And
the
sky
too
,
ere
I
get
one
staire
higher
While
hees
in
place
.
Enter
Antigonus
.
Ant.
Lisander
,
Philocles
,
How
lookes
the
day
upon
us
?
where's
the
Queene
?
Phi.
In
her
bed-chamber
.
Ant.
Who
was
with
her
?
Lisa.
None
but
the
yong
Lord
Lisimachus
.
Ant.
Tis
no
treason
If
a
man
wish
himselfe
a
Courtier
Of
such
a
possibility
:
he
has
The
mounting
fate
.
Phi.
I
would
his
Father
were
Mounted
toth'
gallowes
.
Ant.
He
has
a
path
faire
enough
,
If
he
survive
by
title
of
his
Father
.
Lisa.
The
Queene
will
hasten
his
ascent
.
Phi.
Would
I
wore
Queene
.
Ant.
Thou
wod'st
become
rarely
the
peticote
,
What
wod'st
thou
doe
?
Phi.
Why
,
I
wod
marry
My
Gentleman
usher
,
and
trust
all
the
strength
And
burden
of
my
state
upon
his
legges
,
Rather
then
be
call'd
wife
by
any
sonne
Of
such
a
Father
.
Lisa.
Come
lets
leave
this
subject
,
We
may
finde
more
secure
discourse
;
when
saw
You
young
Arcadius
,
Lord
Macarius
Nephew
?
Ant.
Theres
a
sparke
,
a
youth
moulded
for
a
favorite
,
The
Queene
might
doe
him
honour
.
Phi.
Favorite
,
tis
too
cheape
a
name
,
there
were
a
match
Now
for
her
Virgin
blood
.
Lisa.
Must
every
man
That
has
a
hansome
face
or
legge
feed
such
Ambition
:
I
confesse
I
honour
him
,
He
has
a
nimble
soule
,
and
gives
great
hope
To
be
no
woman-hater
,
dances
hansomely
,
Can
court
a
Lady
powerfully
,
but
more
goes
Toth'
making
of
a
Prince
?
hees
here
Ands
Vncle
.
Enter
Arcadius
,
Macarius
,
Seleucus
.
Sel.
Save
you
Gentlemen
,
who
can
direct
me
To
finde
my
Lord
Protector
?
Lisa.
He
was
here
Within
this
halfe
houre
,
young
Lisimachus
His
sonne
is
with
the
Queene
.
Sel.
There
let
him
complement
,
I
have
other
businesse
,
ha
?
Arcadius
!
Exit
.
Phi.
Observ'd
you
with
what
eyes
Arcadius
And
he
saluted
,
their
two
families
Will
hardly
reconcile
.
Ant.
Seleucus
carries
Himselfe
too
roughly
,
with
what
pride
and
scorne
He
past
by
em
.
Lisa.
The
tother
with
lesse
shew
Of
anger
carries
pride
enough
in's
soule
,
I
wish
em
all
at
peace
,
Macarius
lookes
Are
without
civill
warre
,
a
good
old
man
,
The
old
King
lov'd
him
well
,
Seleucus
Father
Was
as
deare
to
him
,
and
maintain'd
the
character
Of
an
honest
Lord
through
Epire
:
that
two
men
So
lov'd
of
others
,
should
be
so
unwell-come
To
one
another
.
Arc.
The
Queene
was
not
wont
to
send
for
me
.
Mac.
The
reason's
to
her selfe
,
It
will
become
your
duty
to
attend
her
.
Arc.
Save
you
Gentlemen
,
what
novelty
Does
the
Court
breath
to day
?
Lisa.
None
sir
,
the
newes
That
tooke
the
last
impression
is
,
that
you
Purpose
to
leave
the
Kingdome
,
and
those
men
,
That
honour
you
,
take
no
delight
to
heare
it
.
Arc.
I
have
ambition
to
see
the
difference
Of
Courts
,
and
this
may
spare
;
the
delights
At
home
doe
surfet
,
and
the
mistresse
whom
We
all
doe
serve
is
fixt
upon
one
object
,
Her
beames
are
too
much
pointed
,
but
no
Country
Shall
make
me
lose
your
memories
.
Enter
Queene
,
Lisimachus
,
Macarius
,
Charilla
.
Que.
Arcadius
.
Mac.
Your
Lordship
honord
me
,
I
have
no
blessing
in
his
absence
.
Lisi.
Tis
done
like
a
pious
Vncle
.
Que.
We
must
not
Give
any
licence
.
Arc.
If
your
Majesty
Would
please
.
Que.
We
are
not
pleasd
,
it
had
become
your
duty
,
To
have
first
acquainted
us
,
ere
you
declar'd
Your
resolution
publicke
,
is
our
Court
Not
worth
your
stay
?
Arc.
I
humbly
begge
your
pardon
.
Que.
Where's
Lisimachus
?
Lisi.
Your
humble
servant
Madam
.
Que.
We
shall
finde
Employment
at
home
for
you
,
doe
not
lose
us
.
Arc.
Madam
I
then
write
my selfe
blest
on
earth
When
I
may
doe
you
service
.
Que.
We
would
be
private
Macarius
.
Mac.
Madam
you
have
blest
me
,
Nothing
but
your
command
could
interpose
to
Stay
him
.
Que.
Lisimachus
You
must
not
leave
us
.
Lisa.
Nothing
but
Lisimachus
?
has
she
not
Taine
a
philter
?
Exit
.
Que.
Nay
pray
be
cover'd
,
Ceremony
from
you
.
Must
be
excus'd
,
Lisi.
It
will
become
my
duty
.
Que.
Not
your
love
?
I
know
you
would
not
have
me
looke
upon
Your
person
as
a
Courtier
,
not
as
favorite
,
That
title
were
too
narrow
to
expresse
How
we
esteeme
you
.
Lisi.
The
least
of
all
These
names
from
you
Madam
,
is
grace
enough
.
Que.
Yet
here
you
wod
not
rest
.
Lisi.
Not
if
you
please
?
To
say
there
is
a
happinesse
beyond
,
And
teach
my
ambition
how
to
make
it
mine
,
Although
the
honours
you
already
have
Let
fall
upon
your
servant
,
exceed
all
My
merit
;
I
have
a
heart
is
studious
To
reach
it
with
desert
,
and
make
if
possible
Your
favours
mine
by
justice
,
with
your
pardon
.
Que.
We
are
confident
this
needs
no
pardon
sir
,
But
a
reward
to
cherish
your
opinion
,
And
that
you
may
keepe
warme
your
passion
,
Know
we
resolve
for
marriage
,
and
if
I
had
another
gift
,
beside
my selfe
,
Greater
,
in
that
you
should
discerne
,
how
much
My
heart
is
fixt
.
Lisi.
Let
me
digest
my
blessing
.
Que.
But
I
cannot
resolve
when
this
shall
be
,
Lisi.
How
Madam
?
doe
not
make
me
dreame
of
Heaven
And
wake
me
into
misery
,
if
your
purpose
Be
,
to
immortalize
your
humble
servant
,
Your
power
on
earth's
divine
,
Princes
are
here
The
Coppies
of
eternity
,
and
create
When
they
but
will
our
happinesse
.
Que.
I
shall
Beleeve
you
mocke
me
in
this
argument
,
I
have
no
power
.
Lisi.
How
no
power
.
Que.
Not
as
a
Queene
.
Lisi.
I
understand
you
not
.
Que.
I
must
obey
,
your
Fathers
my
Protector
.
Lisi.
How
?
Que.
When
I
am
absolute
,
Lisimachus
,
Our
power
and
titles
meete
,
before
,
we
are
but
A
shadow
,
and
to
give
you
that
were
nothing
,
Lisi.
Excellent
Queene
,
My
love
tooke
no
originall
from
state
,
Or
the
desire
of
other
greatnesse
,
Above
what
my
birth
may
challenge
modestly
,
I
love
your
vertues
;
mercenary
soules
Are
taken
with
advancement
,
yo've
an
Empire
Within
you
,
better
then
the
worlds
,
to
that
Lookes
my
ambition
.
Que.
Tother
is
not
fit
To
be
despisd
,
Cosmography
allowes
Epire
a
place
ith'
mappe
,
and
know
till
I
Possesse
what
I
was
borne
to
,
and
alone
Doe
graspe
the
Kingdomes
Scepter
,
I
account
My selfe
divided
,
he
that
marries
me
Shall
take
an
absolute
Queene
to
his
warme
bosome
,
My
temples
yet
are
naked
,
untill
then
Our
loves
can
be
but
complements
,
and
wishes
,
Yet
very
hearty
ones
.
Lisi.
I
apprehend
.
Que.
Your
Father
.
Enter
Cassander
,
Seleucus
.
Cas.
Madam
,
a
Gentleman
has
an
humble
sute
,
Que.
Tis
in
your
power
to
grant
,
you
are
Protector
,
I
am
not
yet
a
Queene
.
Cas.
Hows
this
?
Lisi
I
shall
expound
her
meaning
.
Queene
.
Why
kneele
you
sir
?
Sel.
Madam
to
reconcile
two
families
That
may
unite
,
both
counsells
and
their
blood
To
serve
your
Crowne
.
Que.
Macarius
,
and
Eubulus
That
by
are
inveterate
malice
to
each
other
.
It
grew
,
as
I
have
heard
,
upon
the
question
Which
some
of
either
family
had
made
,
Which
of
their
Fathers
was
the
best
commander
:
If
we
beleeve
our
stories
,
they
have
both
Deserved
well
of
our
state
,
and
yet
this
quarrell
Has
cost
too
many
lives
,
a
severe
faction
.
Sel.
But
Ile
propound
a
way
to
plant
a
quiet
And
peace
in
both
our
houses
,
which
are
torne
With
their
dissentions
,
and
lose
the
glory
Of
their
great
names
,
my
blood
speakes
my
relation
To
Eubulus
,
and
I
wish
my
veines
were
emptyed
To
appease
their
warre
.
Que.
Thou
hast
a
noble
soule
,
This
is
a
charity
above
thy
youth
,
And
it
flowes
bravely
from
thee
,
name
the
way
.
Sel.
In
such
a
desperate
cause
,
a
little
streame
Of
blood
might
purge
the
foulenesse
of
their
hearts
If
youle
prevent
a
deluge
.
Que.
Be
particular
.
Sel.
Let
but
your
Majesty
consent
,
that
two
May
with
their
personall
valour
undertake
The
honour
of
their
family
,
and
determine
Their
difference
.
Que.
This
rather
will
inlarge
Their
hate
,
and
be
a
meanes
to
call
more
blood
Into
the
streame
.
Sel.
Not
if
both
families
Agree
,
and
sweare
—
Que.
And
who
shall
be
the
Champions
.
Sel.
I
beg
the
honour
,
for
Eubulus
cause
To
be
ingag'd
,
if
any
for
Macarius
,
Worthy
to
wager
heart
with
mine
,
accept
it
,
I
am
confident
,
Arcadius
For
honour
would
direct
me
to
his
sword
,
Will
not
deny
,
to
stake
against
my
life
His
owne
,
if
you
vouchsafe
us
priviledge
.
Que.
You
are
thē
expectation
and
toppe
boughs
Of
both
your
houses
,
it
would
seeme
injustice
,
To
allow
a
civill
warre
to
cut
you
off
,
And
your selves
the
instruments
,
besides
You
appeare
a
souldier
,
Arcadius
Hath
no
acquaintance
yet
with
rugged
warre
,
More
fit
to
drill
a
Lady
then
expose
His
body
to
such
dangers
:
a
small
wound
Ith'
head
may
spoyle
the
method
of
his
haire
,
Whose
curiosity
exacts
more
time
Than
his
devotion
,
and
who
knowes
but
he
May
lose
his
riban
by
it
in
his
locke
,
Deare
as
his
Saint
,
with
whom
he
would
exchange
His
head
,
for
her
gay
colours
;
then
his
band
May
be
disorderd
,
and
transform'd
from
Lace
To
Cutworke
,
his
rich
cloathes
be
discomplexioned
With
blood
,
beside
the
infashionable
slashes
,
And
at
the
next
festivall
take
physicke
,
Or
put
on
blacke
,
and
mourne
for
his
slaine
breeches
:
His
hands
cas'd
up
in
gloves
all
night
,
and
sweate
Pomatum
,
the
next
day
may
be
endanger'd
To
blisters
with
a
sword
,
how
can
he
stand
Vpon
his
guard
,
who
hath
fidlers
in
his
head
,
To
which
,
his
feet
must
ever
be
a
dancing
.
Beside
a
falsify
may
spoyle
his
cringe
,
Or
making
of
a
legge
,
in
which
consists
Much
of
his
Court
perfection
.
Sel.
Is
this
Character
Bestow'd
on
him
?
Que.
It
something
may
concerne
the
Gentleman
,
Whom
if
you
please
to
challenge
To
dance
,
play
on
the
Lute
,
or
sing
.
Sel.
Some
catch
?
Que.
He
shall
not
want
those
will
maintaine
him
For
any
summe
.
Sel.
You
are
my
Soveraigne
,
I
dare
not
thinke
,
yet
I
must
speake
somewhat
,
I
shall
burst
else
,
I
have
no
skill
in
jigges
,
Nor
tumbling
.
Que.
How
sir
?
Sel.
Nor
was
I
borne
a
Minstrell
,
and
in
this
you
have
So
infinitely
disgraced
Arcadius
,
But
that
I
have
heard
another
Character
,
And
with
your
royall
licence
doe
beleeve
it
,
I
should
not
thinke
him
worth
my
killing
.
Que.
Your
killing
?
Sel.
Does
she
not
jeere
mee
;
I
shall
talke
treason
presently
,
I
finde
it
At
my
tongues
end
already
,
this
is
an
Affront
,
Ile
leave
her
.
Que.
Come
backe
,
doe
you
know
Arcadius
?
Sel.
I
ha
changd
but
little
breath
with
him
,
our
persons
Admit
no
familiarity
,
we
were
Borne
to
live
both
at
distance
,
yet
I
ha
seene
him
Fight
,
and
fight
bravely
.
Que.
When
the
spirit
of
Wine
Made
his
braine
valliant
he
fought
bravely
.
Sel.
Although
he
be
my
enemy
,
should
any
Of
the
gay
flyes
that
buzze
about
the
Court
,
Sit
to
catch
trouts
ith'
summer
,
tell
me
so
,
I
durst
in
any
presence
but
your
owne
.
Que.
What
?
Sel.
Tell
him
he
were
not
honest
.
Que.
I
see
Seleucus
thou
art
resolute
,
And
I
but
wrong'd
Arcadius
,
your
first
Request
is
granted
,
you
shall
fight
,
and
he
That
conquers
be
rewarded
to
confirme
First
place
and
honour
to
his
family
:
Is
it
not
this
you
plead
for
?
Sel.
You
are
gracious
.
Que.
Lisimachus
.
Lisi.
Madam
.
Cas.
She
has
granted
then
?
Sel.
With
much
adoe
.
Cas.
I
wish
thy
sword
may
open
His
wanton
veines
,
Macarius
is
too
popular
,
And
has
taught
him
to
insinuate
.
Que.
It
shall
But
haste
the
confirmation
of
our
loves
,
And
ripen
the
delights
of
marriage
,
Seleucus
.
Exit
cum
.
Sel.
Lisi.
As
I
guest
,
It
cannot
be
too
soone
.
Cas.
To morrow
then
we
crowne
her
,
and
invest
My
sonne
with
Majesty
,
tis
to
my
wishes
,
Beget
a
race
of
Princes
my
Lisimachus
.
Lisi.
First
let
us
marry
sir
.
Cas.
Thy
brow
was
made
To
weare
a
golden
circle
,
I'me
transported
,
Thou
shalt
rule
her
,
and
I
will
governe
thee
.
Lisi.
Although
you
be
my
Father
,
that
will
not
Concerne
my
obedience
,
as
I
take
it
.
Enter
Philocles
,
Lisander
,
and
Antigonus
.
Gentlemen
,
Prepare
your selves
for
a
solemnity
Will
turne
the
Kingdome
into
triumph
,
Epire
Looke
fresh
to morrow
,
'twill
become
your
duties
In
all
your
glory
to
attend
the
Queene
At
her
Coronation
,
she
is
pleased
to
make
The
next
day
happy
in
our
Callender
,
My
Office
doth
expire
,
and
my
old
blood
Renewes
with
thought
on't
.
Phi.
Hows
this
?
Ant.
Crown'd
to morrow
.
Lisa.
And
he
so
joyfull
to
resigne
his
regency
,
There's
some
tricke
in't
,
I
doe
not
like
these
hasty
Proceedings
,
and
whirles
of
state
,
they
have
commonly
As
strange
and
violent
effects
;
well
,
heaven
save
the
Queen
.
Phi.
Heaven
save
the
Queene
say
I
,
and
send
her
a
sprightly
Bed-fellow
for
the
Protector
,
let
him
pray
for
Himselfe
,
he
is
like
to
have
no
benefit
of
my
devotion
.
Cas,
But
this
doth
quicken
my
old
heart
Lisimachus
,
There
is
not
any
step
into
her
throne
,
But
is
the
same
degree
of
thy
owne
state
;
Come
Gentlemen
.
Lisa.
We
attend
your
grace
.
Cas.
Lisimachus
.
Lisi.
What
heretofore
could
happen
to
mankinde
Was
with
much
paine
to
clime
to
heaven
,
but
in
Sophias
marryage
of
all
Queenes
the
best
,
Heaven
will
come
downe
to
earth
,
to
make
me
blest
.
Exit
.
Actus
Secundus
.
Enter
Arcadius
,
and
Polidora
.
Pol.
Indeed
you
shall
not
goe
.
Arc.
Whether
?
Pol.
To
travell
,
I
know
you
see
me
,
but
to
take
your
leave
,
But
I
must
never
yeeld
to
such
an
absence
.
Arc.
I
prethee
leave
thy
feares
,
I
am
commanded
Toth'
contrary
,
I
wonot
leave
thee
now
.
Pol.
Commanded
?
by
whom
?
Arc.
The
Queene
.
Pol.
I
am
very
glad
,
for
trust
me
,
I
could
thinke
Of
thy
departure
with
no
comfort
,
thou
Art
all
the
joy
I
have
,
halfe
of
my
soule
;
But
I
must
thanke
the
Queene
now
for
thy
company
,
I
prethee
what
could
make
thee
so
desirous
To
be
abroad
?
Arc.
Onely
to
get
an
appetite
To
thee
Polidora
.
Pol.
Then
you
must
provoke
it
.
Arc.
Nay
,
prethee
doe
not
so
mistake
thy
servant
.
Pol.
Perhaps
you
surfeit
with
my
love
.
Arc.
Thy
love
?
Pol.
Although
I
have
no
beauty
to
compare
With
the
best
faces
,
I
have
a
heart
above
All
competition
.
Arc.
Thou
art
jealous
now
;
Come
,
let
me
take
the
kisse
I
gave
thee
last
,
I
am
so
confident
of
thee
,
no
lippe
Has
ravisht
it
from
thine
;
I
prethee
come
To
Court
.
Pol.
For
what
?
Arc.
There
is
the
throne
for
beauty
.
Pol.
Tis
safer
dwelling
here
.
Arc,
Theres
none
will
hurt
,
Or
dare
but
thinke
an
ill
to
Polidora
,
The
greatest
will
be
proud
to
honour
thēē
.
Thy
luster
wants
the
admiration
here
:
There
thou
wot
shine
indeed
,
and
strike
a
reverence
Into
the
gazer
.
Pol.
You
can
flatter
too
.
Arc.
No
praise
of
thee
can
be
thought
so
,
thy
vērtue
Will
deserve
all
,
I
must
confesse
,
we
Courtiers
Doe
oftentimes
commend
to
shew
our
art
,
There
is
necessity
sometimes
to
say
,
This
Madam
breaths
Arabian
Gummes
,
Amber
and
Cassia
;
though
while
we
are
praysing
,
We
wish
we
had
no
nostriles
to
take
in
The
offensive
steame
of
her
corrupted
lungs
.
Nay
,
some
will
sweare
they
love
their
Mistresse
,
Would
hazard
lives
and
fortunes
,
to
preserve
One
of
her
haires
brighter
then
Berinices
;
Or
young
Apollos
,
and
yet
after
this
,
A
favour
from
another
toy
would
tempt
him
To
laugh
,
while
the
Officious
hangman
whips
Her
head
off
.
Pol.
Fine
men
.
Arc.
I
am
none
of
these
,
Nay
,
there
are
women
Polidora
too
That
can
doe
pretty
well
at
flatteries
;
Make
men
beleeve
they
dote
,
will
languish
for
em
,
Can
kisse
a
Iewell
out
of
one
,
and
dally
A
carcanet
of
Diamonds
from
another
,
Weepe
into
th'
bosome
of
a
third
,
and
makē
Him
drop
as
many
pearles
;
they
count
it
nothing
To
talke
a
reasonable
heire
within
ten
dayes
Out
of
his
whole
estate
,
and
make
him
mad
He
has
no
more
wealth
to
consume
.
Pol.
Youle
teach
me
To
thinke
I
may
be
flattered
in
your
promises
,
Since
you
live
where
this
art
is
most
profest
.
Arc.
I
dare
not
be
so
wicked
Polidora
,
The
Infant
errors
of
the
Court
I
may
Be
guilty
off
,
but
never
to
abuse
So
rare
a
goodnesse
,
nor
indeed
did
ever
Converse
with
any
of
those
shames
of
Court
,
To
practise
for
base
ends
;
be
confident
My
heart
is
full
of
thine
,
and
I
so
deepely
Carry
the
figure
of
my
Polidora
,
It
is
not
in
the
power
of
time
or
distance
To
cancell
it
,
by
all
thats
blest
I
love
thee
:
Love
thee
above
all
women
,
dare
invoke
A
curse
when
I
forsake
thee
.
Pol.
Let
it
be
some
Gentle
one
.
Arc.
Teach
me
an
oath
I
prethee
,
One
strong
enough
to
binde
,
if
thou
dost
finde
Any
suspition
of
my
faith
,
or
else
Direct
me
in
some
horrid
imprecation
When
I
forsake
thee
,
for
the
love
of
other
Woman
,
may
heaven
reward
my
apostacy
To
blast
my
greatest
happinesse
on
earth
,
And
make
all
joyes
abortive
.
Pol.
Revoke
these
hasty
syllables
,
they
carry
To
great
a
penalty
for
breach
of
Love
To
me
,
I
am
not
worth
thy
suffering
,
You
doe
not
know
what
beauty
may
invite
Your
change
,
what
happinesse
may
tempt
your
eye
And
heart
together
.
Arc.
Should
all
the
graces
of
your
sex
conspire
In
one
,
and
she
should
court
me
,
with
a
dower
Able
to
buy
a
Kingdome
when
I
give
My
heart
from
Polidora
.
Pol.
I
suspect
not
,
And
to
requite
thy
constancy
I
sweare
.
Arc.
Twere
sinne
to
let
thee
waste
thy
breath
I
have
assurance
of
thy
noble
thoughts
.
Enter
a
servant
.
Ser.
My
Lord
,
your
Vncle
hath
beene
every where
Ith
Court
inquiring
for
you
,
his
lookes
speake
Some
earnest
cause
.
Arc.
I
am
more
acquainted
with
Thy
vertue
then
to
imagine
thou
wilt
not
Excuse
me
now
,
one
kisse
dismisses
him
Whose
heart
shall
waite
on
Polidora
,
prethee
Let
me
not
wish
for
thy
returne
too
often
,
My
Father
.
Enter
Nestorius
,
and
a
servant
.
Nes.
I
met
Arcadius
in
strange
haste
,
he
told
me
He
had
beene
with
thee
.
Pol.
Some
affaire
too
soone
Ravish'd
him
hence
,
his
Vncle
sent
for
him
You
came
now
from
Court
:
how
lookes
the
Queenē
This
golden
morning
?
Nes.
Like
a
bride
,
her
soule
Is
all
on
mirth
,
her
eyes
have
quickning
fires
,
Able
to
strike
a
spring
into
the
earth
In
Winter
.
Pol.
Then
Lisimachus
can
havē
No
frost
in's
blood
,
that
lives
so
neere
her
beames
.
Nes.
His
politicke
Father
,
the
Protector
smiles
too
,
Resolve
to
see
the
Cerimony
of
the
Queene
Twill
be
a
day
of
state
,
Pol.
I
am
not
well
.
Nes.
How
!
not
well
?
retire
then
,
I
must
returne
My
attendance
is
expected
,
Polidora
,
Be
carefull
of
thy
health
.
Pol.
It
will
concerne
mē
.
Exit
.
Enter
Arcadius
,
and
Macarius
.
Arc.
You
amaze
me
sir
.
Mac.
Deare
Nephew
,
if
thou
respect
thy
safety
,
My
honour
,
or
my
age
,
remove
thy selfe
,
Thy
lifes
in
danger
.
Arc.
Mine
?
who's
my
enemy
?
Mac.
Take
horse
,
and
instantly
forsake
the
City
,
Or
else
within
some
unsuspected
dwelling
,
Obscure
thy selfe
,
stay
not
to
know
the
reason
.
Arc.
Sir
,
I
beseech
your
pardon
,
which
ith'
number
Of
my
offences
unto
any
,
should
Provoke
this
dishonorable
flight
?
Mac.
I
would
when
I
petition'd
for
thy
stay
,
I
had
pleaded
for
thy
banishment
,
thou
knowst
not
What
threatens
thee
:
Arc.
I
would
desire
to
know
it
,
I
am
in
no
conspiracy
of
treason
,
Have
ravisht
no
mans
Mistresse
,
not
so
much
As
given
the
lye
to
any
,
what
should
meane
Your
strange
and
violent
feares
,
I
will
not
stirre
Vntill
you
make
me
sensible
I
have
lost
My
innocence
.
Mac.
I
must
not
live
to
see
Thy
body
full
of
wounds
,
it
were
lesse
sinne
To
rippe
thy
Fathers
marble
,
and
fetch
from
The
reverend
vault
his
ashes
,
and
disperse
them
By
some
rude
windes
where
none
should
ever
find
The
sacred
dust
,
it
was
his
legacy
,
The
breath
he
mingled
with
his
prayers
to
Heaven
I
should
preserve
Arcadius
,
whose
fate
He
prophesied
in
death
,
would
need
protection
,
Thou
wot
disturbe
his
ghost
,
and
call
it
to
Affright
my
dreames
,
if
thou
refuse
to
obey
me
.
Arc.
You
more
inflame
me
to
inquire
the
cause
Of
your
distraction
,
and
youle
arme
me
better
Then
any
coward
flight
by
acquainting
me
Whose
malice
aimes
to
kill
me
,
good
sir
tell
me
,
Mac.
Then
prayers
and
teares
assist
me
.
Arc.
Sir
▪
Mac.
Arcadius
,
Thou
art
a
rash
young
man
,
witnesse
the
spirit
Of
him
that
trusted
me
so
much
,
I
bleed
,
Till
I
prevent
this
mischiefe
.
Exit
.
Enter
Philocles
,
Lisander
.
Arc.
Ha
,
keepe
off
.
Phi.
What
meane
you
sir
?
Lisa.
We
are
your
friends
.
Arc.
I
know
your
faces
,
but
Am
not
secure
,
I
would
not
be
betray'd
.
Lisa.
You
wrong
our
hearts
,
who
truely
honour
you
.
Arc.
They
say
I
must
be
kild
.
Phi.
By
whom
?
Arc.
I
know
not
,
nor
wod
I
part
with
life
so
tamely
.
Phi.
We
dare
ingage
ours
in
your
quarrell
,
hide
Your
sword
,
it
may
beget
suspition
,
It's
enough
to
question
you
.
Arc.
I
am
confident
,
Pray
pardon
me
,
come
I
despise
all
danger
:
Yet
a
deare
friend
of
mine
,
my
Vncle
told
me
He
would
not
see
my
body
full
of
wounds
.
Lisa.
Your
Vncle
!
this
is
strange
.
Arc.
Yes
,
my
honest
Vncle
,
If
my
unlucky
starres
have
pointed
me
So
dire
a
fate
.
Phi.
There
is
some
strange
mistake
in't
.
Enter
Antigonus
.
Ant
Arcadius
,
the
Queene
would
speake
with
you
,
You
must
make
haste
.
Arc.
Though
to
my
death
,
I
fly
Vpon
her
summons
,
I
give
up
my
breath
Then
willingly
,
if
she
command
it
from
me
.
Phi.
This
does
a
little
trouble
me
.
Lisa.
I
know
not
What
to
imagine
,
something
is
the
ground
Of
this
perplexity
,
but
I
hope
there
is
not
Any
such
danger
as
he
apprehends
.
Enter
Queene
,
Lisimachus
,
Macarius
,
Eubulus
,
Seleucus
,
Arcadius
,
Ladies
and
attendants
,
Gent.
Que.
We
have
already
granted
to
Seleucus
And
they
shall
try
their
valour
if
Arcadius
Have
spirit
in
him
to
accept
the
challenge
,
Our
royall
word
is
past
.
Phi.
This
is
strange
.
Eub.
Madam
my
sonnē
knew
not
what
he
asked
,
And
you
were
cruell
to
consent
so
soone
.
Mac.
Wherein
have
I
offended
,
to
be
rob'd
At
once
of
all
the
wealth
I
have
,
Arcadius
Is
part
of
me
.
Eub.
Seleucus
life
and
mine
Are
twisted
on
one
thread
,
both
stand
or
fall
Together
,
hath
the
service
for
my
Country
Deserved
but
this
reward
,
to
be
sent
weeping
To
my
eternall
home
?
Wast
not
enough
When
I
was
young
,
to
lose
my
blood
in
warres
,
But
the
poore
remnant
that
is
scarcely
warme
And
faintly
creeping
through
my
withered
veines
Must
be
let
out
to
make
you
sport
.
Mac.
How
can
We
that
shall
this
morne
seē
the
sacred
oyle
Fall
on
your
virgin
tresses
,
hope
for
any
Protection
hereafter
,
when
this
day
You
sacrifice
the
blood
of
them
that
pray
for
you
.
Arcadius
I
prethee
speake
thy selfe
,
It
is
for
thee
I
plead
.
Eub.
Seleucus
,
kneele
And
say
thou
haste
repented
thy
rash
suite
;
If
ere
I
see
thee
fight
,
I
be
thus
wounded
,
How
will
the
least
drop
forc'd
from
thy
veines
,
Afflict
my
heart
.
Mac.
Why
,
that's
good
;
Arcadius
speake
to
her
;
heare
him
Madam
.
Arc.
If
you
call
backe
this
honour
you
have
done
me
I
shall
repent
I
live
,
doe
not
perswade
me
Seleucus
thou
art
a
noble
enemy
,
And
I
will
love
thy
soule
though
I
dispaire
Our
bodies
friendly
conversation
:
I
would
we
were
to
tugge
upon
some
cliffe
,
Or
like
two
prodigies
ith
ayre
,
our
conflict
Might
generally
be
gaz'd
at
,
and
our
blood
Appease
our
grandsires
ashes
.
Mac.
I
am
undone
.
Sel.
Madam
,
my
father
sayes
I
have
offended
,
If
so
,
I
begge
your
pardon
,
but
beseech
you
For
your
owne
glory
call
not
backe
your
word
.
Eub.
They
are
both
mad
.
Que.
No
more
,
we
have
resolv'd
,
And
since
their
courage
is
so
nobly
flamed
,
This
morning
weele
behold
the
Champions
Within
the
list
,
be
not
affraid
,
their
strife
Will
stretch
so
farre
as
death
,
so
soone
as
we
Are
Crown'd
prepare
your selves
,
Seleucus
.
kisses
her
hand
.
Sel.
I
have
receiv'd
another
life
in
this
high
favour
,
And
may
lose
what
nature
gave
me
.
Que.
Arcadius
to
encourage
thy
young
vallour
,
We
give
thee
our
Fathers
sword
.
Command
it
from
our
Armory
;
Lisimachus
,
To
our
Coronation
.
Exeunt
.
Sel.
Ile
forfeit
My
hēad
for
a
rebellion
then
suffer
it
.
Exit
.
Arc.
I
am
circled
with
confusions
Ile
doē
somewhat
My
braines
and
friends
assist
me
.
Exit
.
Phi.
But
doe
you
thinke
they
le
fight
indeed
?
Lisa.
Perhaps
Her
Majesty
will
see
about
or
two
.
And
yet
tis
wondrous
strange
,
such
spectacles
Are
rare
ith'
Court
,
and
they
were
to
skirmish
naked
Before
her
,
then
there
might
be
some
excuse
.
There
is
some
gimcrackes
in't
,
the
Queene
is
wise
Above
her
yeares
.
Phi.
Macarius
is
perplext
.
Enter
Eubulus
.
Lisa.
I
cannot
blame
him
,
but
my
Lord
Eubulus
Returnes
,
they
are
both
troubled
,
las
good
men
,
But
our
duties
are
expected
,
we
forget
.
Exit
Phil.
Lis.
Eub.
I
must
resolve
,
and
yet
things
are
not
ripe
,
My
braines
upon
the
torture
.
Mac.
This
may
quit
The
hazard
of
his
person
,
whose
least
drop
Of
blood
is
worth
more
then
our
families
.
My
Lord
Eubulus
,
I
have
thought
a
way
To
stay
the
young
mens
desperate
proceedings
,
It
is
our
cause
they
fight
,
let
us
beseech
The
Queene
,
to
grant
us
two
the
priviledge
Of
duell
,
rather
then
expose
their
lives
To
eithers
fury
;
it
were
pitty
they
Should
runne
upon
so
blacke
a
destiny
,
We
are
both
old
,
and
may
be
spar'd
,
a
paire
Of
fruitlesse
trees
,
mossie
and
withered
trunckes
,
That
fill
up
too
much
roome
.
Eub.
Most
willingly
,
And
I
will
praise
her
charity
to
allow
it
;
I
have
not
yet
forgot
to
use
a
sword
,
Lets
lose
no
time
,
by
this
act
,
she
will
licence
Our
soules
to
leave
our
bodies
but
a
day
,
Perhaps
an
houre
the
sooner
;
they
may
live
To
doe
her
better
service
,
and
be
friends
When
we
are
dead
,
and
yet
I
have
no
hope
This
will
be
granted
,
curse
upon
our
faction
.
Mac.
If
she
deny
us
—
Eub.
What
?
Mac.
I
wod
doe
somewhat
—
Eub.
There's
something
oth'
suddaine
strucke
upon
My
imagination
,
that
may
secure
us
.
Mac.
Name
it
,
if
no
dishonour
waite
upon't
To
preserve
them
,
Ile
accept
any
danger
.
Eub.
There
is
no
other
way
,
and
yet
my
heart
Would
be
excus'd
but
tis
to
save
his
life
.
Mac.
Speake
it
Eubulus
.
Eub.
In
your
eare
I
shall
,
It
shanot
make
a
noyse
if
you
refuse
it
.
Mac.
Hum
?
though
it
stirre
my
blood
,
Ile
meet
Arcadius
,
If
this
preserve
thee
not
,
I
must
unseale
Another
mystery
.
Exit
.
Enter
Queene
,
Lisimachus
,
Cassander
,
Charilla
,
Lisander
,
Philocles
,
Antigonus
.
Que.
We
owe
to
all
your
loves
and
will
deserve
At
least
by
our
indeavours
that
none
may
This
day
repent
their
prayers
,
my
Lord
Protector
.
Cas.
Madam
I
have
no
Such
title
now
,
and
am
blest
to
lose
That
name
so
happily
,
I
was
but
trusted
With
a
glorious
burden
.
Que.
You
have
prov'd
Your selfe
our
faithfull
counsellor
,
and
must
still
Protect
our
growing
state
,
a
Kingdomes
Scepter
Weighs
downe
a
womans
arme
,
this
crowne
sits
heavy
Vpon
my
brow
already
,
and
we
know
There's
something
more
then
mettle
in
this
wreath
,
Of
shining
glory
,
but
your
faith
,
and
counsell
,
That
are
familiar
with
mysteries
,
And
depths
of
state
,
have
power
to
make
us
fit
For
such
a
bearing
,
in
which
both
you
shall
Doe
loyall
service
,
and
reward
your
duties
.
Cas.
Heaven
preserve
your
Highnesse
.
Que.
But
yet
my
Lords
and
Gentlemen
let
nonē
Mistake
me
,
that
because
I
urge
your
wisdomes
,
I
shall
grow
carelesse
,
and
impose
on
you
The
managing
of
this
great
Province
,
no
,
We
will
be
active
too
,
and
as
we
are
In
dignity
above
your
persons
,
so
,
The
greatest
portion
of
the
difficulties
We
call
to
us
,
you
in
your
severall
places
Releeving
us
with
your
experience
,
Observing
in
your
best
directions
All
modesty
,
and
distance
,
for
although
We
are
but
young
,
no
action
shall
forfeit
Our
royall
priviledge
,
or
encourage
any
Too
unreverent
boldnesse
,
as
it
will
become
Our
honour
to
consult
,
ere
we
determine
Of
the
most
necessary
things
of
state
,
So
we
are
sensible
of
a
checke
,
But
in
a
brow
,
that
saucily
controules
Our
action
,
presuming
on
our
yeares
As
few
,
or
frailty
of
our
sex
,
that
head
Is
not
secure
that
dares
our
power
or
justice
.
Phi.
She
has
a
brave
spirit
,
looke
how
the
Protector
Growes
pale
already
.
Que.
But
I
speake
to
you
Are
perfect
in
obedience
,
and
may
spare
This
theame
,
yet
'twas
no
immateriall
Part
of
our
character
,
since
I
desire
All
should
take
notice
,
I
have
studied
The
knowledge
of
my selfe
,
by
which
I
shall
Better
distinguish
of
your
worth
and
persons
In
your
relations
to
us
.
Lisa.
This
language
Is
but
a
threatning
to
some body
Que.
But
we
misse
some
,
that
use
not
to
absent
Their
duties
from
us
,
where's
Macarius
?
Cas.
Retir'd
to
grieve
,
your
Majesty
hath
given
Consent
Arcadius
should
enter
List
To day
with
young
Seleucus
.
Que.
We
purpose
Enter
Gentleman
.
They
shall
proceed
,
whats
he
?
Phil,
A
Gentleman
belonging
to
Seleucus
,
that
gives
notice
He
is
prepar'd
,
and
waites
your
royall
pleasure
,
Que.
He
was
composd
for
action
,
give
notice
To
Arcadius
,
and
admit
the
challenger
,
Let
other
Princes
boast
their
gaudy
tilting
,
And
mockery
of
battles
,
but
our
triumph
Is
celebrated
with
true
noble
vallour
.
Enter
Seleucus
,
Arcadius
at
severall
doores
,
their
pages
before
them
bearing
their
Targets
.
Two
young
men
spirited
enough
to
have
Two
Kingdomes
staked
upon
their
swords
,
Lisimachus
Doe
not
they
excellently
become
their
armes
,
Twere
pitty
but
they
should
doe
something
more
Then
wave
their
plumes
.
a
shout
within
.
What
noyse
is
that
?
Enter
Macarius
and
Eubulus
.
Mac.
The
peoples
joy
to
know
us
reconcild
,
Is
added
to
the
Iubile
of
the
day
,
We
have
no
more
a
faction
but
one
heart
,
Peace
flow
in
every
bosome
.
Eub.
Throw
away
These
instruments
of
death
,
and
like
two
friends
Imbrace
by
our
example
.
Que.
This
unfain'd
?
Mac.
By
our
duties
to
your selfe
deare
Madam
Command
them
not
advance
,
our
houses
from
This
minute
are
incorporated
,
happy
day
Our
eyes
at
which
before
revenge
looke
forth
,
May
cleare
suspition
,
oh
my
Arcadius
!
Eub.
We
have
found
a
neerer
way
to
friendship
Madam
,
Then
by
exposing
them
to
fight
for
us
.
Que.
If
this
be
faithfull
our
desires
are
blest
,
We
had
no
thought
to
waste
,
but
reconcile
Your
blood
this
was
and
we
did
prophesie
This
happy
chance
,
spring
into
eithers
bosome
,
Arcadius
and
Seleucus
,
what
can
now
Be
added
to
this
dayes
felicity
;
Yes
,
there
is
something
,
is
there
not
my
Lord
?
While
we
are
Virgin
Queene
.
Ca.
Ha
,
that
string
Doth
promise
musicke
.
Que.
I
am
yet
my
Lords
Your
single
joy
,
and
when
I
looke
upon
,
What
I
have
tooke
,
to
manage
the
great
care
Of
this
most
flowrishing
Kingdome
,
I
incline
To
thinke
,
I
shall
doe
justice
to
my selfe
,
If
I
chose
one
,
whose
strength
and
vertue
may
Assist
my
undertaking
,
thinke
you
Lords
,
A
husband
would
not
helpe
?
Lisa.
No
question
Madam
,
And
he
that
you
purpose
to
make
so
blest
Must
needs
be
worthy
of
our
humblest
duty
,
It
is
the
generall
vote
.
Que.
We
will
not
then
Trouble
Embassadors
to
treat
with
any
Princes
abroad
,
within
our
owne
dominion
,
Fruitefull
in
honour
,
we
shall
make
our
choyce
;
And
that
we
may
not
keepe
you
over
long
Jn
the
imagination
,
from
this
circle
,
we
Have
purpose
to
elect
one
,
whom
I
shall
Salute
a
King
and
Husband
.
Lisa.
Now
my
Lord
Lisimachus
.
Que,
Nor
shall
we
in
this
action
be
accused
Of
rashnesse
,
since
the
man
we
shall
declare
Deserving
our
affection
,
hath
beene
earely
In
our
opinion
,
which
had
reason
first
To
guide
it
,
and
his
knowne
nobility
Long
marryed
to
our
thoughts
,
will
justifie
Our
faire
election
.
Phi.
Lisimachus
blushes
.
Cas.
Direct
our
duties
Madam
to
pray
for
him
.
Que
Arcadius
you
see
from
whence
we
come
,
Pray
lead
us
backe
,
you
may
ascend
.
she
comes
from
the
state
.
Cas.
Hows
this
?
o're
reach'd
?
Arc.
Madam
be
charitable
to
your
humblest
creature
,
Doe
not
reward
the
heart
,
that
falls
in
duty
Beneath
your
feete
,
with
making
me
the
burden
Of
the
Court
mirth
,
a
mockery
for
Pages
,
Twere
treason
in
me
but
to
thinke
you
meane
thus
.
Que.
Arcadius
you
must
refuse
my
love
,
Or
shame
this
Kingdome
.
Phi.
Is
the
winde
in
that
corner
?
Cas.
I
shall
runne
mad
Lisimachus
.
Lisi.
Sir
,
containe
your selfe
.
Sel.
Is
this
to
be
beleev'd
?
Mac.
What
dreame
is
this
?
Phi.
He
kisses
her
,
now
by
this
day
I
am
glad
on't
.
Lisa.
Marke
the
Protector
.
Ant.
Let
him
fret
his
heart
strings
.
Que.
Is
the
day
cloudy
on
the
suddaine
?
Arc.
Gentlemen
It
was
not
my
ambition
,
I
durst
never
Aspire
so
high
in
thought
,
but
since
her
Majesty
Hath
pleasd
to
call
me
to
this
honour
,
I
Will
study
to
be
worthy
of
her
grace
,
By
whom
I
live
.
Que.
The
Church
to morrow
shall
Confirme
our
marriage
,
noble
Lisimachus
Weele
finde
out
other
wayes
to
recompence
Your
love
to
us
,
set
forward
,
come
Arcadius
.
Mac.
It
must
be
so
,
and
yet
let
me
consider
,
Cas.
He
insults
already
,
policy
assist
me
.
To
breake
his
necke
.
Lisi.
Who
would
trust
woman
?
Lost
in
a
paire
of
minutes
,
lost
,
how
bright
A
morning
rose
,
but
now
,
and
now
tis
night
?
Exeunt
.
Actus
Tertius
.
Enter
Polidora
,
and
a
Servant
.
Pol.
Oh
where
shall
Virgins
looke
for
faith
hereafter
?
If
he
prove
false
,
after
so
many
vowes
?
And
yet
if
I
consider
,
he
was
tempted
Above
the
strength
of
a
young
Lover
,
two
Such
glorious
courting
his
acceptance
,
were
Able
to
make
disloyalty
no
sinne
,
At
least
not
seeme
a
fault
,
a
Lady
first
,
Whose
very
lookes
would
thaw
a
man
more
frozen
Then
the
Alps
,
quicken
a
soule
more
dead
then
Winter
.
Adde
to
her
beauty
and
perfection
,
That
she's
a
Queene
,
and
brings
with
her
a
Kingdome
Able
to
make
a
great
mind
forfeit
heaven
.
What
could
the
frailety
of
Arcadius
Suggest
to
unspirit
him
so
much
,
as
not
To
fly
to
her
embraces
,
you
were
present
When
she
declar'd
her selfe
.
Ser.
Yes
Madam
.
Pol.
Tell
me
,
Did
not
he
make
a
pause
,
when
the
faire
Queene
A
full
temptation
stood
him
?
Ser.
Very
little
My
judgement
could
distinguish
,
she
did
no
sooner
Propound
,
but
he
accepted
.
Pol.
That
was
ill
,
He
might
with
honour
stand
one
or
two
minutes
,
Me thinkes
it
should
have
startled
him
a
little
,
To
have
rememberd
me
,
I
have
deserv'd
At
least
a
cold
thought
,
well
pray
give
it
him
.
Ser.
I
shall
.
Ser.
Instantly
.
Pol.
When
?
Pol.
Not
so
,
But
take
a
time
when
his
joy
swels
him
most
,
When
his
delights
are
high
and
ravishing
,
When
you
perceive
his
soule
dance
in
his
eyes
,
When
she
that
must
be
his
,
hath
drest
her
beauty
With
all
her
pride
,
and
sends
a
thousand
Cupids
To
call
him
to
the
tasting
of
her
lippe
;
Then
give
him
this
,
and
tell
him
while
I
live
,
Ile
pray
for
him
.
Ser.
I
shall
.
Exeunt
.
Enter
Cassander
and
Lisimachus
.
Cas.
There
is
no
way
but
death
.
Lisi.
That's
blacke
and
horrid
,
Consider
sir
it
was
her
sinne
,
not
his
;
I
cannot
accuse
him
,
what
man
could
carry
A
heart
so
frozen
,
not
to
melt
at
such
A
glorious
flame
?
who
could
not
fly
to
such
A
happinesse
?
Cas.
Have
you
ambition
To
be
a
tame
foole
?
fee
so
vast
an
injury
And
not
revenge
it
?
Make
me
not
suspect
Thy
Mother
for
this
sufferance
,
my
Sonne
.
Lisi.
Pray
heare
me
sir
.
Cas.
Heare
a
patient
gull
,
A
property
,
thou
hast
no
blood
of
mine
,
If
this
affront
provoke
thee
not
,
how
canst
Be
charitable
to
thy selfe
,
and
let
him
live
To
glory
in
thy
shame
?
Nor
is
he
innocent
;
He
had
before
crept
slily
into
her
bosome
And
practised
thy
dishonour
.
Lisi.
You
begin
to
stirre
me
sir
.
Cas.
How
else
could
she
be
guilty
Of
such
contempt
of
thee
?
and
in
the
eye
Of
all
the
Kingdome
,
they
conspir'd
this
staine
,
When
they
had
cunning
meetings
,
shall
thy
love
And
blooming
hopes
be
scattered
thus
,
and
Lisimachus
Stand
idle
gazer
?
Lisi.
What
sir
will
his
death
Advantage
us
,
if
she
be
false
to
me
?
So
irreligious
,
and
to
touch
her
person
—
Pause
we
may
be
observed
.
Enter
Philocles
and
Lisander
.
Lisa.
'Tis
the
Protector
And
his
sonne
.
Phi.
Alas
poore
Gentleman
,
I
pitty
His
neglect
,
but
am
not
sorry
for
his
Father
.
Phi.
Tis
a
strange
turne
.
Phi.
The
whirligigs
of
women
.
Lisa.
Your
graces
servant
.
Cas.
I
am
yours
Gentlemen
,
And
should
be
happy
to
deserve
your
loves
.
Phi.
Now
he
can
flatter
.
Lisa.
In't
sir
,
to
inlarge
your
sufferings
,
J
have
A
heart
doth
wish
The
Queene
had
knowne
better
to
reward
Your
love
and
merit
.
Lisa
▪
If
you
would
expresse
Your
love
to
me
;
pray
doe
not
mention
it
,
I
must
obey
my
fate
.
Phi.
She
will
be
marryed
To
tother
Gentleman
for
certaine
then
?
Cas.
I
hope
youle
wish
em
joy
.
Phi.
Indeed
I
will
sir
.
Lisa.
Your
graces
servant
.
Exit
.
Cas.
We
are
growne
Ridiculous
,
the
pastime
of
the
Court
:
Here
comes
another
.
Enter
Seleueus
.
Sel.
Wheres
your
sonne
my
Lord
?
Cas.
Like
a
neglected
servant
of
his
Mistresse
.
Sel.
I
would
aske
him
a
question
.
Cas.
What
?
Sel.
Whether
the
Queene
As
tis
reported
,
lov'd
him
,
he
can
tell
Whether
she
promist
what
they
talke
of
,
marriage
,
Cas.
I
can
resolve
you
that
sir
.
Sel.
She
did
promise
?
Cas.
Yes
.
Sel.
Then
shees
a
woman
,
and
your
sonne
;
Cas.
What
?
Sel.
Not
worthy
his
blood
,
and
expectation
,
If
he
be
calme
.
Cas.
Theres
no
opposing
destiny
.
Sel.
I
would
cut
the
throate
.
Cas.
Whose
throate
?
Sel.
The
destinies
,
that's
all
your
pardon
sir
,
I
am
Seleucus
still
,
a
poore
shaddow
Oth'
world
,
a
walking
picture
,
it
concernes
Not
me
,
I
am
forgotten
by
my
starres
.
Cas.
The
Queene
with
more
discretion
might
ha
chosen
Thee
.
Sel.
Whom
?
Cas.
Thee
Seleucus
.
Sel.
Me
?
I
cannot
dance
,
and
friske
with
due
activity
,
My
body
is
lead
,
I
have
too
much
phleame
,
what
should
I
doe
with
a
Kingdome
?
no
Arcadius
Becomes
the
cushion
,
and
can
please
,
yet
setting
Aside
the
tricke
that
Ladies
of
blood
looke
at
,
Another
man
might
make
a
shift
to
weare
Rich
cloathes
,
sit
in
the
chaire
of
state
,
and
nod
,
Dare
venture
on
discourse
,
that
does
not
trench
On
complement
,
and
thinke
the
study
of
armes
And
arts
,
more
commendable
in
a
Gentleman
Than
any
galliard
.
Cas.
Arcadius
,
And
you
were
reconcil'd
.
Sel.
We
?
yes
,
oh
yes
,
But
tis
not
manners
now
to
say
we
are
friends
,
At
our
equality
there
had
beene
reason
,
But
now
,
subjection
is
the
word
.
Cas.
They
are
not
Yet
marryed
.
Sel.
Ile
make
no
oath
upont
,
My
Lord
Lisimachus
,
A
word
.
youle
not
be
angry
if
I
love
you
,
May
not
a
batchellor
be
made
a
cuckold
?
Lisi.
How
sir
?
Cas.
Lisimachus
,
this
Gentleman
Is
worth
our
embrace
,
hees
spiritted
,
And
may
be
usefull
.
Sel.
Harke
you
,
can
you
tell
Where's
the
best
Dancing-master
?
and
you
meane
To
rise
at
Court
,
practise
to
caper
,
farewell
The
noble
science
,
that
makes
worke
for
cutlers
,
It
will
be
out
of
fashion
to
weare
swords
,
Masques
,
and
devices
welcome
,
I
salute
you
.
Is
it
not
pitty
any
division
Should
be
heard
out
of
Musicke
?
Oh
twill
be
An
excellent
age
of
crotchets
;
and
of
Canters
.
Buy
Captaines
that
like
fooles
will
spend
your
blood
Out
of
your
Country
,
you
will
be
of
lesse
Vse
then
your
feathers
,
if
you
returne
unman'd
You
shall
be
beaten
soone
to
a
new
march
,
When
you
shall
thinke
it
a
discretion
To
sell
your
glorious
buffes
to
buy
fine
pumps
,
And
pantables
,
this
is
I
hope
no
treason
.
Enter
Arcadius
leading
the
Queene
,
Charia
,
Eubulus
,
Lisander
,
Philocles
,
Polidor
a
,
servant
.
Cas.
Wot
stay
Lisimachus
?
Lisi.
Yes
sir
,
And
shew
a
patience
above
her
injury
.
Arc.
This
honour
is
too
much
,
Madam
assume
Your
place
,
and
let
Arcadius
waite
still
:
Tis
happinesse
enough
to
be
your
servant
.
Cas.
Now
he
dissembles
.
Que.
Sir
you
must
sit
.
Arc.
I
am
obedient
.
Que.
This
is
not
musicke
Sprightly
enough
,
it
feeds
the
soule
with
melancholy
.
How
sayes
Arcadius
?
Arc.
Give
me
leave
to
thinke
There
is
no
harmony
but
in
your
voyce
,
And
not
an
accent
of
your
heavenly
tongue
,
But
strikes
me
into
rapture
,
I
incline
To
thinke
the
tale
of
Orpheus
no
fable
,
Tis
possible
he
might
inchant
the
Rockes
,
And
charme
the
Forrest
,
soften
hell
,
hell
it selfe
With
his
commanding
Lute
,
it
is
no
miracle
To
what
you
worke
,
whose
very
breath
conveyes
The
hearer
into
heaven
,
how
at
your
lips
,
Day
winds
gather
perfumes
,
proudly
glide
away
,
To
disperse
sweetnesse
round
about
the
world
.
Sel.
Fine
stuffe
.
Que.
You
cannot
flatter
.
Arc.
Not
if
I
should
say
Nature
had
plac'd
you
here
the
creatures
wonder
,
And
her
owne
spring
,
from
which
all
excellence
On
earths
deriv'd
,
and
copyed
forth
,
and
when
The
character
of
faire
,
and
good
in
others
Is
quite
worne
out
,
and
lost
,
looking
on
you
It
is
supplide
,
and
you
alone
made
mortall
To
feed
and
keepe
alive
all
beauty
.
Sel.
Ha
,
ha
,
can
you
indure
it
Gentlemen
?
Lisa.
What
doe
you
meane
?
Sel.
Nay
aske
him
what
he
meanes
,
mine
is
a
downe
Right
laugh
.
Que.
Well
sir
proceed
.
Arc.
At
such
bright
eies
the
stars
do
light
themselves
,
At
such
a
forehead
Swans
renew
their
white
,
From
such
a
lip
the
morning
gathers
blushes
.
Sel.
The
morning
is
more
modest
then
thy
prayses
,
What
a
thing
does
he
make
her
?
Arc.
And
when
you
fly
to
heaven
&
leave
this
world
No
longer
maintenance
of
goodnesse
from
you
,
Then
Poetry
shall
lose
all
use
with
us
,
And
be
no
more
,
since
nothing
in
your
absence
Is
left
,
that
can
be
worthy
of
a
Verse
.
Sel.
Ha
,
ha
.
Que.
Whose
that
?
Sel.
Twas
I
Madam
.
Arc.
Seleucus
?
Cas.
Ha
?
Sel.
Yes
sir
,
'twas
I
that
laugh'd
.
Arc.
At
what
?
Sel.
At
nothing
.
Lisa.
Containe
your selfe
Seleucus
.
Eub.
Are
you
mad
?
Que.
Have
you
ambition
to
be
punishd
sir
?
Sel.
I
need
not
,
twas
punishment
Enough
to
heare
him
make
an
Idoll
of
you
,
he
left
Out
the
commendation
of
your
patience
,
I
was
a
little
Mov'd
in
my
nature
to
heare
his
rodomontados
,
and
Make
a
monster
of
his
Mistresse
,
which
I
pittyed
first
,
But
seeing
him
proceed
,
I
guest
he
brought
you
Mirth
with
his
inventions
,
and
so
made
bold
to
laugh
at
it
.
Que.
You
are
sawcy
,
Weele
place
you
where
you
shannot
be
so
merry
,
Take
him
away
.
Lisa.
Submit
your selfe
Arc.
Let
me
plead
for
his
pardon
.
Sel.
I
wod
not
owe
my
life
so
poorely
,
beg
thy
owne
When
you
are
King
you
cannot
bribe
your
destiny
.
Eub.
Good
Madam
heare
me
,
I
feare
he
is
distracted
,
Brave
boy
,
thou
should'st
be
master
of
a
soule
Like
his
:
thy
honours
more
concernd
.
Sel.
'Tis
charity
,
A
way
wo'
mee
,
'
boy
Madam
?
Cas.
He
has
a
daring
spirit
.
Exeunt
Sel.
Eub
Cas.
Arc.
These
and
a
thousand
more
affronts
I
must
Expect
:
your
favours
draw
them
all
upon
me
;
In
my
first
state
I
had
no
enemies
,
I
was
secure
while
I
did
grow
beneath
This
expectation
,
humble
valleyes
thrive
with
Their
bosomes
full
of
flowers
,
when
the
hils
melt
With
lightning
,
and
rough
anger
of
the
clouds
,
Let
me
retire
.
Que.
And
can
Arcadius
At
such
a
breath
be
moved
,
I
had
opinion
Your
courage
durst
have
stood
a
tempest
for
Our
love
,
can
you
for
this
incline
to
leave
What
other
Princes
should
in
vaine
have
sued
for
?
How
many
Lovers
are
in
Epire
now
Would
throw
themselves
on
danger
,
not
expect
One
enemy
,
but
empty
their
owne
veines
,
And
thinke
the
losse
of
all
their
blood
rewarded
,
To
have
one
smile
of
us
when
they
are
dying
?
And
shall
this
murmure
shake
you
?
Arc.
Not
deare
Madam
,
My
life
is
such
a
poore
despised
thing
,
In
value
your
least
graces
,
that
To
lose
it
were
to
make
my selfe
a
victory
,
It
is
not
for
my selfe
I
feare
:
the
envy
Of
others
cannot
fasten
wound
in
me
Greater
,
then
that
your
goodnesse
should
be
check'd
So
daringly
.
Que.
Let
not
those
thoughts
afflict
thee
While
we
have
power
to
correct
the
offences
Arcadius
be
mine
,
this
shall
confirme
it
.
Arc.
I
shall
forget
And
lose
my
way
to
heaven
,
that
touch
had
beene
Enough
to
have
restor'd
me
,
and
infused
A
spirit
of
a
more
celestiall
nature
,
After
the
tedious
absence
of
my
soule
,
Oh
blesse
me
not
too
much
,
one
smile
a
day
Would
stretch
my
life
to
mortality
,
Poets
that
wrap
divinity
in
tales
,
Looke
here
,
and
give
your
coppyes
forth
of
angels
,
What
blessing
can
remaine
?
Que.
Our
Marryage
.
Arc.
Place
then
some
horrors
in
the
way
For
me
,
not
you
to
passe
,
the
journeys
end
Holds
out
such
glories
to
me
,
I
should
thinke
Hell
but
a
poore
degree
of
suffering
for
it
,
Whats
that
some
petition
,
a
Letter
to
me
.
You
had
a
Polidora
,
ha
,
thats
all
.
Ith'
minute
when
my
vessels
new
lanch'd
forth
,
With
all
my
pride
and
silken
winges
about
me
I
strike
upon
a
Rocke
:
what
power
can
save
me
?
You
had
a
Polidora
;
theres
a
name
Kil'd
with
griefe
I
can
so
soone
forget
her
Ser.
She
did
impose
on
me
this
service
sir
,
And
while
she
lives
she
sayes
sheele
pray
for
you
.
Arc
Shee
lives
Thats
well
,
and
yet
twere
better
,
for
my
fame
,
And
honour
she
were
dead
,
what
fate
hath
plac'd
me
Vpon
this
fearefull
precipice
?
Ser.
Hees
troubled
.
Arc.
I
must
resolve
,
my
faith
is
violated
Already
,
yet
poore
loving
Polidora
Will
pray
for
me
,
she
sayes
,
to
thinke
she
can
Render
me
hated
to
my selfe
,
and
every
Thought's
a
tormentor
,
let
me
then
be
just
.
Que.
Arcadius
.
Arc.
That
voyce
prevailes
agen
,
oh
Poledora
,
Thou
must
forgive
Arcadius
,
I
dare
not
Turne
rebell
to
a
Princesse
,
I
shall
love
Thy
vertue
,
but
a
Kingdome
has
a
charme
To
excuse
our
frailty
,
dearest
Madam
.
Que.
Now
set
forward
.
Arc.
To
perfect
all
our
joyes
.
Enter
Macarius
,
and
a
Bishop
,
Casander
.
Mac.
Ile
fright
their
glories
.
Cas.
By
what
meanes
?
Mac.
Observe
.
Arc.
Our
good
Vncle
,
welcome
.
Que.
My
Lord
Macarius
we
did
want
your
person
,
There's
something
in
our
joyes
wherein
you
share
.
Mac.
This
you
intend
your
highnesse
wedding
day
.
Que.
We
are
going
.
Mac.
Save
you
labour
I
have
brought
a
Priest
to
meet
you
.
Arc.
Reverend
Father
.
Que.
Meete
us
,
why
?
Mac.
To
tell
you
that
you
must
not
marry
.
Cas.
Didst
thou
heare
that
Lisimachus
?
Lisi.
And
wonder
what
will
follow
.
Que.
We
must
not
marry
.
Bish.
Madam
tis
a
rule
First
made
in
heaven
,
and
I
muh
needs
declare
You
and
Arcadius
must
tie
no
knot
Of
man
and
wife
.
Arc.
Is
my
Vncle
mad
?
Que.
Ioy
has
transported
him
,
Or
age
has
made
him
dote
,
Macarius
Provoke
us
not
too
much
,
you
will
presume
Above
our
mercy
.
Mac.
Ile
discharge
my
duty
,
Could
your
frowne
strike
me
dead
,
my
Lord
you
know
Whose
character
this
is
.
Cas.
It
is
Thedosius
.
Your
graces
Father
.
Bis.
I
am
subscrib'd
a
witnesse
.
Phi.
Vpon
my
life
'tis
his
.
Mac.
Feare
not
,
Ile
crosse
this
match
.
Cas.
Ile
blesse
thee
for't
.
Arc.
Vncle
dee
know
what
you
doe
,
or
what
we
are
Going
to
finish
,
you
will
not
breake
the
necke
of
my
glorious
Fortune
,
now
my
footes
ith'
stirrups
and
mounting
,
Throw
me
over
the
saddle
,
I
hope
youle
let
one
Be
a
King
,
Madam
'tis
as
you
say
,
My
Vncle
is
something
craz'd
,
there
is
a
worme
In's
braine
,
but
I
beseech
you
pardon
him
,
he
is
Not
the
first
of
your
counsell
,
that
has
talk'd
Idly
,
dee
heare
my
Lord
Bishop
,
I
hope
You
have
more
religion
then
to
joyne
with
him
To
undoe
me
.
Bis.
Not
I
sir
,
but
I
am
commanded
by
oath
,
And
conscience
to
speake
truth
.
Arc.
If
your
truth
should
doe
me
any
harme
,
I
shall
never
Be
in
charity
with
a
Croziers
staffe
,
looke
too't
.
Que.
My
youngest
Brother
,
Cas.
Worse
and
worse
,
my
braines
.
Mac.
Deliver
to
me
an
Infant
with
this
writing
,
To
which
this
reverend
Father
is
a
witnesse
.
Lisa.
This
he
whom
we
so
long
thought
dead
,
a
childe
.
Que.
But
what
should
make
my
father
to
trust
him
To
your
concealement
?
give
abroad
his
death
,
and
bury
An
empty
coffin
?
Mac.
A
jealousie
he
had
Vpon
Cassander
,
whose
ambitious
braine
He
fear'd
would
make
no
conscience
to
depose
His
sonne
,
to
make
Lisimachus
King
of
Epire
.
Que.
He
made
no
scruple
to
expose
me
then
To
any
danger
?
Mac.
He
secur'd
you
Madam
By
an
earely
engagement
of
your
affection
To
Lisimachus
,
exempt
this
testimony
,
Had
he
beene
Arcadius
,
and
my
Nephew
I
needed
not
obtrude
him
on
the
state
,
Your
Love
and
marriage
had
made
him
King
Without
my
trouble
,
and
sav'd
that
ambition
There
was
necessity
to
open
now
His
birth
,
and
title
.
Phi.
Demetrius
alive
.
Arc.
What
riddles
are
these
,
whom
do
they
talk
of
?
Omn.
Congratulate
your
returne
to
life
,
and
honor
,
And
as
becomes
us
,
with
one
voyce
salute
you
Demetrius
King
of
Epire
.
Mac.
I
am
no
Vncle
,
sir
,
this
is
your
sister
,
I
should
have
suffered
incest
to
have
kept
you
Longer
ith'
darke
,
love
,
and
be
happy
both
,
My
trust
is
now
discharg'd
.
Lisa.
And
we
rejoyce
.
Arc.
But
doe
not
mooke
me
Gentlemen
,
May
I
be
bold
upon
your
words
to
say
I
am
Prince
Thedosius
sonne
.
Mac.
The
King
.
Arc.
Youle
justifie
it
?
Sister
I
am
very
glad
to
see
you
.
Sop.
I
am
to
finde
a
brother
,
and
resign
my
glory
,
My
triumph
is
my
shame
.
Exit
.
Enter
Cassander
.
Cas.
Thine
eare
Lisimachus
.
Arc.
Gentlemen
I
owe
Vnto
your
loves
,
as
large
acknowledgement
As
to
my
birth
for
this
great
honour
,
and
My
study
shall
be
equall
to
be
thought
Worthy
of
both
.
Cas.
Thou
art
turn'd
Marble
.
Lisi.
There
will
be
the
lesse
charge
for
my
monument
.
Cas.
This
must
not
be
,
fit
fast
young
King
.
Exit
.
Lisa.
Your
sister
sir
is
gone
.
Arc.
My
sister
should
have
beene
my
Bride
,
that
name
Puts
me
in
minde
of
Polidora
,
ha
?
Lisander
,
Philocles
,
Gentlemen
,
If
you
will
have
me
thinke
your
hearts
allow
me
Thedosius
sonne
,
oh
quickely
snatch
some
wings
,
Expresse
it
in
your
haste
to
Polidora
,
Tell
her
what
title
is
new
dropt
from
Heaven
To
make
her
rich
;
onely
created
for
me
,
Give
her
the
ceremony
of
my
Queene
,
With
all
the
state
that
may
become
our
Bride
Attend
her
to
this
throne
;
are
you
not
there
?
Yet
stay
,
tis
too
much
pride
to
send
for
her
,
Weele
goe
our selfe
,
no
honour
is
enough
For
Polidora
,
to
redeeme
our
fault
Salute
her
gently
from
me
,
and
upon
Your
knee
,
present
her
with
this
Diademe
,
Tis
our
first
gift
,
tell
her
Demetrius
followes
To
be
her
guest
,
and
give
himselfe
a
servant
To
her
chaste
bosome
,
bid
her
stretch
her
heart
To
meet
me
,
I
am
lost
in
joy
and
wonder
.
Exeunt
Omnes
.
Actus
Quartus
.
Enter
Cassander
,
Eubulus
,
Souldier
.
Cas.
VVHeres
the
Captaine
of
the
Castle
?
Sol.
Heele
attend
your
honours
presently
.
Cas.
Give
him
knowledge
we
expect
him
.
Sol.
I
shall
my
Lord
.
Exit
.
Cas.
He
is
my
creature
,
feare
not
,
And
shall
runne
any
course
that
we
proposd
.
Eub.
My
Lord
,
I
like
the
substance
of
your
plot
,
Tis
promising
,
but
matters
of
this
consequence
Are
not
so
easily
perfect
,
and
it
does
Concerne
our
heads
to
build
upon
secure
Principles
,
though
Seleucus
,
I
confesse
,
Carry
a
high
,
and
daring
spirit
in
him
,
Tis
hard
to
thrust
upon
the
state
new
setled
Any
impostor
,
and
we
know
not
yet
Whether
heele
undertake
to
play
the
Prince
;
Or
if
he
should
accept
it
,
with
what
cunning
He
can
behave
himselfe
.
Cas.
My
Lord
,
affaires
Of
such
a
glorious
nature
,
are
halfe
finish'd
When
they
beginne
with
confidence
.
Fub.
Admit
He
want
no
art
,
nor
courage
,
it
must
rest
Vpon
the
people
to
receive
his
title
,
And
with
what
danger
their
uncertaine
breath
May
flatter
ours
,
Demetrius
scarcely
warme
In
the
Kings
seate
,
I
may
suspect
.
Cas.
That
reason
Makes
for
our
part
,
for
if
it
be
so
probable
,
That
young
Demetrius
should
be
living
,
why
May
not
we
worke
them
to
beleeve
Leonatus
The
eldest
sonne
was
by
some
tricke
preserv'd
And
now
would
clame
his
owne
:
there
were
two
sons
,
Who
in
their
Fathers
life
we
supposed
dead
,
May
not
we
finde
a
circumstance
to
make
This
seeme
as
cleare
as
t'other
,
let
the
vulgar
Be
once
possest
,
weele
carry
Epire
from
Demetrius
,
and
the
world
.
Eub.
I
could
be
pleasd
To
see
my
sonne
a
King
.
Enter
Poleanus
.
The
Captaines
here
.
Pol.
I
waite
your
Lordships
pleasure
.
Cas.
We
come
to
visit
your
late
prisoner
.
▪
I
will
not
doubt
,
but
you
intreate
him
fairely
He
will
deserve
It
for
himselfe
,
and
you
Be
fortunate
in
any
occasion
To
have
exprest
your
service
.
Pol.
Sir
,
the
knowledge
Of
my
honourable
Lord
his
Father
,
will
Instruct
me
to
behave
my selfe
with
all
Respects
becomming
me
,
to
such
a
sonne
.
Cas.
These
things
will
least
Obleige
you
,
but
how
beares
he
his
restraint
?
Pol.
As
one
whose
soule's
above
it
.
Eub.
Patiently
?
Pol.
With
contempt
rather
of
the
great
command
Which
made
him
prisoner
,
he
will
talke
sometimes
So
strangely
to
himselfe
.
Eub.
Hee's
here
.
Enter
Seleucus
.
Sel.
Why
was
I
borne
to
be
a
subject
?
'tis
Soone
answer'd
,
sure
my
Father
was
no
Prince
,
Thats
all
,
the
same
ingredience
use
to
make
A
man
,
as
active
,
though
not
royall
blood
Went
to
my
composition
,
and
I
Was
gotten
with
as
good
a
will
perhaps
,
And
my
birth
cost
my
mother
as
much
sorrow
,
As
I
had
beene
borne
an
Emperour
.
Cas.
While
I
looke
Vpon
him
,
something
in
his
face
presents
A
King
indeed
.
Eub.
He
does
resemble
much
Thedosius
too
.
Cas.
Whose
sonne
we
would
pretend
him
,
This
will
advance
our
plot
,
Sel.
Tis
but
a
name
,
And
meere
opinion
,
that
preferres
one
man
Above
another
,
Ile
imagine
then
I
am
a
Prince
,
or
some
brave
thing
on
earth
,
And
see
what
followes
,
but
it
must
not
be
My
single
voyce
will
carry
it
,
the
name
Of
King
must
be
attended
with
a
troope
Of
acclamations
,
on
whose
ayrie
Wings
He
mounts
,
and
once
exalted
threatens
Heaven
,
And
all
the
starres
:
how
to
acquire
this
noyse
,
And
be
the
thing
I
talke
of
,
men
have
rise
From
a
more
cheape
nobility
to
Empires
,
From
darke
originalls
,
and
sordid
blood
,
Nay
some
that
had
no
fathers
,
sons
of
the
earth
,
And
flying
people
,
have
aspir'd
to
Kingdomes
,
Made
nations
tremble
,
any
have
practis'd
frownes
To
awe
the
world
,
their
memory
is
glorious
,
And
I
would
hugge
them
in
their
shades
,
but
whats
All
this
to
me
;
that
am
I
know
not
what
,
And
lesse
in
expectation
?
Pol.
Are
you
serious
?
Cas.
Will
you
assist
,
and
runne
a
fate
with
us
.
Pol.
Command
my
life
,
I
owe
it
to
your
favour
.
Sel.
Arcadius
was
once
as
farre
from
being
As
I
,
and
had
we
not
so
cunningly
Beene
reconcil'd
,
or
one
,
or
both
had
gone
To
seeke
our
fortunes
in
another
world
;
What's
the
device
now
?
If
my
death
be
next
,
The
summons
shall
not
make
me
once
looke
pale
.
Cas.
Chide
your
too
vaine
suspitions
,
we
bring
A
life
,
and
liberty
,
with
what
else
can
make
Thy
ambition
happie
,
th'ast
a
glorious
flame
We
come
to
advance
it
.
Sel.
How
?
Cas.
Have
but
a
will
,
And
be
what
thy
owne
thoughts
dare
prompt
thee
to
,
A
King
.
Sel.
You
doe
not
mocke
me
Gentlemen
,
You
are
my
father
sir
.
Eub.
This
minute
shall
Declare
it
my
Seleucus
,
our
hearts
swel'd
With
joy
,
with
duty
rather
,
oh
my
boy
!
Sel.
What's
the
mistery
?
Pol.
You
must
be
a
King
.
Cas.
Seleucus
,
stay
thou
art
too
incredulous
,
Let
not
our
faith
,
and
studdy
to
exalt
thee
,
Be
so
rewarded
.
Eub.
I
pronounce
thee
King
Vnlesse
thy
spirit
be
turn'd
coward
,
and
Thou
faint
to
accept
it
.
Sel.
King
of
what
?
Cas.
Of
Epire
.
Sel.
Although
the
Queen
since
she
sent
me
hither
Were
gone
to
Heaven
I
know
not
how
That
title
could
devolve
to
me
.
Cas.
We
have
No
Queene
,
since
he
that
should
have
marryed
her
,
Is
prov'd
her
youngest
brother
,
and
now
King
In
his
owne
title
.
Sel.
Thanke
you
Gentlemen
,
There's
hope
for
me
.
Cas.
Why
,
you
dare
fight
with
him
And
need
be
,
for
the
Kingdome
.
Sel.
With
Arcadius
,
If
youle
make
stakes
,
my
life
against
his
crowne
,
Ile
fight
with
him
,
and
you
,
and
your
fine
sonne
,
And
all
the
Courtiers
one
after
another
.
Cas.
'Twonot
come
to
that
.
Sel.
I
am
of
your
Lordships
minde
,
so
fare
you
well
Cas.
Yet
stay
and
heare
-
Sel.
What
?
that
you
have
betraide
me
,
Doe
,
tell
your
King
,
my
life
is
growne
a
burden
,
And
Ile
confesse
,
and
make
your
soules
looke
pale
,
To
see
how
nimble
mine
shall
leape
this
battlement
Of
flesh
,
and
dying
,
laugh
at
your
poore
malice
.
Omnes
.
No
more
,
long
live
Leonatus
King
of
Epire
.
Sel.
Leonatus
,
who's
that
?
Cas.
Be
bold
and
be
a
King
,
our
braines
have
beene
Working
to
raise
you
to
this
height
,
here
are
None
but
friends
,
dare
you
but
call
your selfe
Leonatus
,
and
but
justifie
with
considence
What
weele
proclaime
you
,
if
we
doe
not
bring
The
Crowne
to
your
head
,
we
will
forfeit
ours
.
Eub.
The
state
is
in
distraction
,
Arcadius
Is
prov'd
a
King
,
there
was
an
elder
brother
,
If
you
dare
but
pronounce
,
you
are
the
same
,
Forget
you
are
my
sonne
.
Pol.
These
are
no
trifles
,
sir
,
all
is
plotted
To
assure
your
greatnesse
,
if
you
will
be
wise
,
And
take
the
faire
occasion
that's
presented
.
Sel.
Arcadius
,
you
say
,
is
lawfull
King
,
And
now
to
depose
him
,
you
would
make
me
An
elder
brother
,
is't
not
so
?
Cas.
Most
right
.
Sel.
Nay
,
right
or
wrong
,
if
this
be
your
true
meaning
.
Omnes
.
Vpon
our
lives
.
Sel.
Ile
venture
mine
,
but
with
your
pardon
,
Whose
braine
was
this
?
from
whom
tooke
this
plot
life
?
Eub.
My
Lord
Cassander
.
Sel.
And
you
are
of
his
minde
?
and
you
?
and
thinke
This
may
be
done
?
Eub.
The
destinies
shall
not
crosse
us
,
if
you
have
Spirit
to
undertake
it
.
Sel.
Vndertake
it
?
I
am
not
us'd
to
complement
,
Ile
owe
My
life
to
you
,
my
fortunes
to
your
Lordship
,
Compose
me
as
you
please
,
and
when
y'ave
made
Me
what
you
promise
,
you
shall
both
divide
Me
equally
,
one
word
my
Lord
,
I
had
rather
Live
in
the
prison
still
,
then
be
a
propency
To
advance
his
politicke
ends
.
Eub.
Have
no
suspition
.
Cas.
So
,
so
,
I
see
Demetrius
heeles
already
Trip'd
up
,
and
Ile
dispatch
him
out
oth'
way
,
Which
gone
,
I
can
depose
this
at
my
leasure
Being
an
Impostor
,
then
my
sonne
stands
faire
,
And
may
peece
with
the
Princesse
,
we
lose
time
,
What
thinke
you
,
if
we
first
surprize
the
Court
,
While
you
command
the
Castle
,
we
shall
curbe
All
opposition
.
Eub.
Let's
proclaime
him
first
.
I
have
some
faction
,
the
people
love
me
,
They
gain'd
to
us
,
weele
fall
upon
the
Court
.
Cas.
Vnlesse
Demetrius
yeeld
himselfe
he
bleeds
.
Sel.
Who
dares
call
treason
sinne
,
when
it
succeeds
?
Execunt
Omnes
Enter
Sophia
and
Charilla
.
Cha.
Madam
,
you
are
too
passionate
,
and
lose
The
greatnesse
of
your
soule
,
with
the
expence
Of
too
much
griefe
,
for
that
which
providence
Hath
eas'd
you
of
,
the
burden
of
a
state
Above
your
tender
bearing
.
Sop.
Thar't
a
foole
,
And
canst
not
reach
the
spirit
of
a
Lady
,
Borne
great
as
I
was
,
and
made
onely
lesse
By
a
too
cruell
destiny
,
above
Our
tender
bearing
?
what
goes
richer
to
The
composition
of
man
,
then
ours
?
Our
soule
as
free
,
and
spacious
,
our
heart's
As
great
,
our
will
as
large
,
each
thought
as
active
,
And
in
this
onely
man
more
proud
then
wee
,
That
would
have
us
lesse
capable
of
Empire
,
But
search
the
stories
,
and
the
name
of
Queene
Shines
bright
with
glory
,
and
some
precedents
Above
mans
imitation
.
Cha.
I
grant
it
For
the
honour
of
our
sex
,
nor
have
you
,
Madam
,
By
any
weakenesse
forfeited
command
,
He
that
succeeds
,
in
justice
,
was
before
you
,
And
you
have
gain'd
more
in
a
royall
brother
Then
you
could
lose
by
your
resign
of
Epire
.
Sop.
This
I
allow
Charilla
,
I
ha
done
;
Tis
not
the
thought
I
am
deposd
afflicts
me
,
At
the
same
time
I
feele
a
joy
to
know
My
Brother
living
:
no
,
there
is
another
Wound
in
me
above
cure
.
Cha.
Vertue
forbid
.
Sop.
Canst
finde
me
out
a
Surgeon
for
that
?
Cha.
For
what
?
Sop.
My
bleeding
fame
.
Cha.
Oh
doe
not
injure
Your
owne
cleare
innocence
.
Sop.
Doe
not
flatter
me
,
I
have
beene
guilty
of
an
act
,
will
make
All
love
in
women
questioned
,
is
not
that
A
blot
upon
a
Virgins
name
?
my
birth
Cannot
extenuate
my
shame
,
I
am
Become
the
staine
of
Epire
.
Cha.
Tis
but
Your
owne
opinon
,
Madam
,
which
presents
Something
to
fright
your selfe
,
which
cannot
Be
in
the
same
shape
so
horrid
to
our
sense
.
Sop.
Thou
wod'st
but
canst
not
appeare
ignorant
,
Did
not
the
Court
,
nay
,
the
whole
Kingdome
,
take
Notice
I
lov'd
Lisimachus
?
Cha.
True
Madam
.
Sop.
No
.
I
was
false
Though
counseld
by
my
Father
to
affect
him
,
I
had
my
politicke
ends
upon
Cassander
,
To
be
absolute
Queene
,
flattering
his
son
with
hopes
Of
love
and
marriage
,
when
that
very
day
I
blush
to
thinke
I
wrong'd
Lisimachus
,
That
noble
Gentleman
,
but
heaven
punish'd
me
;
For
though
to
know
Demetrius
was
a
blessing
,
Yet
who
will
not
impute
it
my
dishonour
.
Cha.
Madam
,
you
yet
may
recompence
Lisimachus
,
If
you
affect
him
now
,
you
were
not
false
To
him
whom
then
you
lov'd
not
,
if
you
can
Finde
any
gentle
passion
in
your
soule
To
entertaine
his
thought
,
no
doubt
his
heart
,
Though
sad
,
retaines
a
noble
will
to
meet
it
,
His
love
was
firme
to
you
,
and
cannot
be
Vnrooted
with
one
storme
.
Sop.
He
will
not
sure
Trust
any
language
from
her
tongue
that
mock'd
him
,
Although
my
soule
doth
weepe
for't
,
and
is
punish'd
To
love
him
above
the
world
.
Enter
Lisimachus
.
Cha.
Hees
here
As
fate
would
have
him
reconcild
,
be
free
,
And
speake
your
thoughts
.
Lisi.
If
Madam
I
appeare
Too
bold
,
your
charity
will
signe
my
pardon
:
I
heard
you
were
not
well
,
which
made
me
haste
To
pay
the
duty
of
an
humble
visite
.
Sop.
You
doe
not
mocke
me
sir
.
Lisi.
I
am
confident
You
thinke
me
not
so
lost
to
manners
,
in
The
knowledge
of
your
person
,
to
bring
with
me
Such
rudenesse
,
I
have
nothing
to
present
,
But
a
heart
full
of
wishes
for
your
health
,
And
what
else
may
be
added
to
your
happinesse
.
Sop.
I
thought
you
had
beene
sensible
.
Lisi.
How
Madam
?
Sop.
A
man
of
understanding
,
can
you
spend
One
prayer
for
me
,
remembring
the
dishonour
I
have
done
Lisimachus
?
Lisi.
Nothing
can
deface
that
part
of
my
Religion
in
me
,
not
to
pray
for
you
.
Sop.
It
is
not
then
impossible
you
may
Forgive
me
too
,
indeed
I
have
a
soule
Is
full
of
penitence
,
and
something
else
,
If
blushing
would
allow
to
give't
a
name
.
Lisi.
What
Madam
?
Sop.
Love
,
a
love
that
should
redeeme
My
past
offence
,
and
make
me
white
againe
.
Lisi.
I
hope
no
sadnesse
can
possesse
your
thoughts
For
me
,
I
am
not
worthy
of
this
sorrow
,
But
if
you
meane
it
any
satisfaction
For
what
your
will
hath
made
me
suffer
,
'tis
But
a
strange
overflow
of
charity
,
To
keepe
me
still
alive
,
be
your selfe
Madam
,
And
let
no
cause
of
mine
,
be
guilty
of
This
rape
upon
your
eyes
,
my
name's
not
worth
The
least
of
all
your
teares
.
Sop.
You
thinke
em
counterfeit
.
Lisi.
Although
I
may
Suspect
a
womans
smile
hereafter
,
yet
I
would
beleeve
their
wet
eyes
,
and
if
this
Be
what
you
promise
,
for
my
sake
,
I
have
But
one
reply
.
Sop.
I
waite
it
.
Lisi.
I
have
now
Another
Mistresse
.
Sop.
Stay
.
Lisi.
To
whom
I
have
made
Since
your
revolt
from
me
,
a
new
chaste
vow
,
Which
not
the
second
malice
of
my
fate
Shall
violate
,
and
she
deserves
it
Madam
,
Even
for
that
wherein
you
are
excellent
,
Beauty
,
in
which
she
shines
equall
to
you
Her
vertue
,
if
she
but
maintaine
what
now
She
is
Mistresse
of
,
beyond
all
competition
,
So
rich
it
cannot
know
to
be
improv'd
,
At
least
in
my
esteeme
,
I
may
offend
,
But
truth
shall
justifie
,
I
have
not
flatterd
her
,
I
beg
your
pardon
,
and
to
leave
my
duty
Vpon
your
hand
,
all
that
is
good
flow
in
you
.
Exit
.
Sop.
Did
he
not
say
Charilla
,
that
he
had
Another
Mistresse
?
Cha.
Such
a
sound
me thought
Came
from
him
.
Sop.
Let's
remove
,
here's
too
much
ayre
,
The
sad
note
multiplies
.
Cha.
Take
courage
Madam
,
And
my
advice
,
he
has
another
Mistresse
,
If
he
have
twenty
,
be
you
wise
,
and
crosse
him
With
entertaining
twice
as
many
servants
,
And
when
he
sees
your
humour
heele
returne
,
And
sue
for
any
Livery
,
grieve
for
this
,
It
must
be
she
,
'tis
Polidora
has
Taken
his
heart
,
she
live
my
rivall
,
How
does
the
thought
inflame
me
.
Cha.
Polidora
?
Sop.
And
yet
she
does
but
justly
,
and
he
too
;
I
would
have
rob'd
her
of
Arcadius
heart
,
And
they
will
both
have
this
revenge
on
me
,
But
something
will
rebell
.
Exit
.
Enter
Demetrius
,
Philocles
,
Lisander
.
De.
The
house
is
desolate
,
none
comes
forth
to
meete
us
,
Shees
slow
to
entertaine
us
,
Philocles
,
I
prethee
tell
me
,
did
she
weare
no
cloud
Vpon
her
brow
,
wast
freely
that
she
said
We
should
be
welcome
.
Phi.
To
my
apprehension
,
Yet
tis
my
wonder
she
appeares
not
.
Lisa.
She
nor
any
other
,
Sure
there's
some
conceite
To
excuse
it
.
Dem.
Stay
,
who's
this
?
observe
what
followes
?
Phi.
Fortune
?
some
maske
to
entertaine
you
sir
.
Enter
Fortune
crown'd
,
attended
with
Youth
,
Health
,
and
Pleasure
.
For.
Not
yet
?
what
silence
doth
inhabite
here
?
No
preparation
to
bid
Fortune
welcome
!
Fortune
the
genious
of
the
world
,
have
we
Descended
from
our
pride
,
and
state
to
come
So
farre
attended
with
our
darlings
,
Youth
Pleasure
,
and
Health
,
to
be
neglected
thus
?
Sure
this
is
not
the
place
?
call
hither
Fame
.
Enter
Fame
.
Fa.
What
would
great
Fortune
?
For.
Know
,
Who
dwels
here
.
Fa.
Once
more
I
report
great
Queene
,
This
is
the
house
of
Love
.
For.
It
cannot
be
,
This
place
has
too
much
shade
,
and
lookes
as
if
It
had
beene
quite
forgotten
of
the
Spring
,
And
sunne
beames
Love
,
affect
society
And
heate
,
here
all
is
cold
as
the
haires
of
Winter
,
No
harmony
to
catch
the
busie
eare
Of
passengers
,
no
object
of
delight
,
To
take
the
wandring
eyes
,
no
song
,
no
grone
Of
Lovers
,
no
complaint
of
Willow
garlands
,
Love
has
a
Beacon
upon
his
palace
top
Of
flaming
hearts
,
to
call
the
weary
pilgrime
To
rest
,
and
dwell
with
him
,
I
see
no
fire
To
threaten
,
or
to
warme
,
can
Love
dwell
here
?
Fa.
If
there
be
noble
love
upon
the
world
,
Trust
Fame
,
and
finde
it
here
.
For.
Make
good
your
boast
and
bring
him
to
us
.
De.
What
does
meane
all
this
?
Lisa.
I
told
you
sir
we
should
have
some
device
,
Enter
Love
.
There's
Cupid
now
,
that
little
Gentleman
,
Has
troubled
every
masque
at
Court
this
seven
yeare
.
Dem.
No
more
.
Love
.
Welcome
to
Love
,
how
much
you
honor
me
!
It
had
become
me
,
that
upon
your
summons
I
should
have
waited
upon
mighty
Fortune
,
But
since
you
have
vouchsafed
to
visite
me
;
All
the
delights
Love
can
invent
,
shall
flow
To
entertaine
you
,
Musicke
through
the
ayre
Shoote
your
inticing
harmony
.
For.
We
came
to
dance
and
revell
with
you
Lov.
I
am
poore
In
my
ambition
,
and
want
thought
to
reach
How
much
you
honor
Love
.
Dance
.
Enter
Honour
.
Hon.
What
intrusion's
this
?
Whom
doe
you
seeke
here
.
Lov.
Tis
Honour
.
For.
He'e
my
servant
.
Lov.
Fortune
is
come
to
visit
us
.
Hon.
And
has
Corrupted
Love
,
is
this
thy
faith
to
her
,
On
whom
we
both
waite
,
to
betray
her
thus
To
Fortunes
triumph
,
take
her
giddy
wheele
,
And
be
no
more
companion
to
honour
I
blush
to
know
thee
,
whole
beleeve
there
can
Be
truth
in
Love
hereafter
?
Lov.
I
have
found
My
eyes
,
and
see
my
shame
,
and
with
it
,
this
Proud
sorceresse
,
from
whom
,
and
all
her
charmes
,
I
flye
agen
to
Honour
,
be
my
guard
,
Without
thee
I
am
lost
and
cannot
boast
,
The
merit
of
a
name
.
For.
Dispis'd
?
I
shall
Remember
this
affront
.
Dem.
What
morral's
this
?
Exeunt
.
Enter
Honour
with
the
Crowne
upon
a
mourning
Cushion
.
What
melancholly
object
strikes
a
suddaine
Chillnesse
through
all
my
veines
,
and
turnes
me
Ice
?
It
is
the
same
I
sent
,
the
very
same
,
As
the
first
pledge
of
her
insuing
greatnesse
,
Why
in
this
mourning
livery
,
if
she
live
To
whom
I
sent
it
?
ha
,
what
shape
of
sorrow
?
Enter
Polidora
in
mourning
.
It
is
not
Polidora
,
she
was
faire
Enough
,
and
wanted
not
the
setting
off
With
such
a
blacke
,
if
thou
beest
Polidora
,
Why
mournes
my
love
?
it
neither
does
become
Thy
fortune
nor
my
joyes
.
Pol.
But
it
becomes
My
griefes
,
this
habit
fits
a
funerall
,
And
it
were
sinne
,
my
Lord
,
not
to
lament
A
friend
new
dead
.
Dem.
And
I
yet
living
?
can
A
sorrow
enter
but
upon
thy
garment
,
Or
discomplexion
thy
attire
,
whilst
I
Enjoy
a
life
for
thee
?
who
can
deserve
Weigh'd
with
thy
living
comforts
,
but
a
peice
Of
all
this
Ceremony
?
give
him
a
name
Pol.
He
was
Arcadius
.
Dem,
Arcadius
?
Pol.
A
Gentleman
that
lov'd
me
dearely
once
,
And
does
compell
these
poore
,
and
fruitlesse
drops
,
Which
willingly
would
fall
upon
his
hearse
,
To
imbalme
him
twice
.
Dem.
And
are
you
sure
hees
dead
?
Pol.
As
sure
as
you're
living
sir
,
and
yet
I
did
not
close
his
eyes
,
but
he
is
dead
,
And
I
shall
never
see
the
same
Arcadius
,
He
was
a
man
so
rich
in
all
that's
good
,
At
least
J
thought
him
so
,
so
perfect
in
The
rules
of
honour
,
whom
alone
to
imitate
Were
glory
in
a
Prince
,
Nature
her selfe
Till
his
creation
wrought
imperfectly
,
As
she
had
made
but
tryall
of
the
rest
,
To
mould
him
excellent
.
Dem.
And
is
he
dead
?
Come
,
shame
him
not
with
praises
,
recollect
Thy
scattered
hopes
,
and
let
me
tell
my
best
,
And
dearest
Polidora
,
that
he
lives
,
Still
lives
to
honour
thee
.
Pol.
Lives
,
where
?
Dem.
Looke
here
.
Am
not
I
worth
your
knowledge
?
Pol.
And
my
duty
,
You
are
Demetrius
King
of
Epire
,
sir
.
I
could
not
easily
mistake
him
so
,
To
whom
I
gave
my
heart
.
Dem.
Mine
is
not
chang'd
,
But
still
hath
fed
upon
thy
memory
,
These
honours
,
and
additions
of
state
Are
lent
me
for
thy
sake
,
be
not
so
strange
,
Let
me
not
lose
my
entertainement
now
I
am
improv'd
,
and
raisd
unto
the
height
,
Beneath
which
,
I
did
blush
to
aske
thy
love
.
Pol.
Give
me
your
pardon
sir
,
Arcadius
,
At
our
last
meeting
without
argument
To
move
him
more
then
his
affection
to
me
,
Vow'd
he
did
love
me
;
love
me
bove
all
women
,
And
to
confirme
his
heart
was
truely
mine
,
He
wish'd
,
I
tremble
to
remember
it
,
When
he
forsooke
his
Polidora's
love
,
That
Heaven
might
kill
his
happinesse
on
earth
:
Was
not
this
nobly
said
,
did
not
this
promise
A
truth
to
shame
the
Turtles
?
Dem.
And
his
heart
Is
still
the
same
,
and
I
thy
constant
Lover
.
Pol.
Give
me
your
leave
I
pray
,
I
would
not
say
Arcadius
was
perjur'd
,
but
the
same
day
Forgetting
all
his
promises
,
and
oathes
,
While
yet
they
hung
upon
his
lips
,
for
sooke
me
,
Dee
not
remember
this
too
,
gave
his
faith
From
me
,
transported
with
the
noyse
of
greatnesse
,
And
would
be
marryed
to
a
Kingdome
.
Dem.
But
heaven
permitted
not
I
should
dispose
What
was
ordain'd
for
thee
.
Pol.
It
was
not
vertue
In
him
,
for
sure
he
found
no
checke
,
no
sting
In
his
owne
bosome
,
but
gave
freely
all
The
reines
to
blind
ambition
.
Dem.
I
am
wounded
,
The
thought
of
thee
ith'
throng
of
all
my
eyes
,
Like
poyson
powr'd
in
Nectar
,
turnes
me
franticke
,
Deare
,
if
Arcadius
have
made
a
fault
,
Let
not
Demetrius
be
punishd
for't
,
He
pleads
that
ever
will
be
constant
to
thee
.
Pol.
Shall
I
beleeve
mans
flatteries
agen
,
Lose
my
sweete
rest
,
and
peace
of
thought
agen
,
Be
drawne
by
you
,
from
the
streight
paths
of
vertue
Into
the
maze
of
Love
.
Dem.
I
see
compassion
in
thy
eye
,
that
chides
me
If
I
have
either
soule
,
but
what's
containd
Within
these
words
,
or
if
one
sillable
Of
their
full
force
,
be
not
made
good
by
me
,
May
all
relenting
thoughts
in
you
take
end
,
And
thy
disdaine
be
doubled
,
from
thy
pardon
,
Ile
count
my
Coronation
,
and
that
houre
Fix
with
a
rubricke
in
my
Calender
,
As
an
auspicious
time
to
entertaine
Affaires
of
weight
with
Princes
,
thinke
who
now
Intreates
thy
mercy
,
come
thou
sha't
be
kinde
,
And
divide
titles
with
me
Pol,
Heare
me
sir
,
I
lov'd
you
once
for
vertue
,
and
havē
not
A
thought
so
much
unguarded
as
to
be
wonne
From
my
truth
,
and
innocence
with
any
Motives
of
state
to
affect
you
,
Your
bright
temptation
mournes
while
it
staies
here
Nor
can
the
triumph
of
glory
,
which
made
you
Forget
me
,
so
court
my
opinion
backe
,
Were
you
no
King
,
I
should
be
sooner
drawne
Againe
to
love
you
,
but
tis
now
too
late
,
A
low
obedience
shall
become
me
best
May
all
the
joyes
I
want
Still
waite
on
you
,
if
time
hereafter
tell
you
That
sorrow
for
your
fault
hath
strucke
me
dead
,
May
one
soft
teare
drop
from
your
eye
,
in
pitty
ty
Bedew
my
hearse
,
and
I
shall
sleepe
securely
I
have
but
one
word
more
for
goodnesse
sake
,
For
your
owne
honour
sir
correct
your
passion
To
her
you
shall
love
next
,
and
I
forgive
you
.
Exit
.
Dem.
Her
heart
is
frozen
up
,
nor
can
warme
prayers
Thaw
it
to
any
softnesse
.
Phi.
Ile
fetch
her
sir
againe
.
Dem.
Perswade
her
not
.
Phi.
You
give
your
passion
too
much
leave
to
triumph
.
Seeke
in
another
what
she
denies
.
Enter
Macarius
Mac.
Where's
the
King
?
oh
sir
,
you
are
undone
,
A
dangerous
treason
is
a
foote
.
Dem.
What
treason
?
Mac.
Cassander
,
and
Eubulus
havē
proclaim'd
Another
King
,
whom
they
pretend
to
be
Leonatus
your
elder
brother
,
he
that
was
,
But
this
morning
prisoner
in
the
Castle
.
Dem.
Ha
?
Mac.
The
easie
Epirotes
Gather
in
multitudes
to
advance
his
title
,
They
have
seased
upon
the
Court
,
secure
your
person
Whilst
we
raise
power
to
curbe
this
insurrection
.
Ant.
Lose
no
time
then
.
Dem.
We
will
not
arme
one
man
,
Speake
it
agen
,
have
I
a
brother
living
?
And
must
be
no
King
.
Mac.
What
meanes
your
grace
?
Dem.
This
newes
doth
speake
me
happy
,
it
exalts
My
heart
,
and
makes
me
capable
of
more
Then
twenty
Kingdomes
.
Phi.
Will
you
not
sir
,
stand
Vpon
your
guard
?
Dem.
Ile
stand
upon
my
honour
,
Mercy
releives
me
.
Lisa.
Will
you
lose
the
Kingdome
?
Dem.
The
worlds
too
poore
to
bribe
me
,
leave
Me
all
,
lest
you
extenuate
my
fame
,
and
I
Be
thought
to
have
redeem'd
it
by
your
counsell
,
You
shall
not
share
one
scruple
in
the
honour
;
Titles
may
set
a
glosse
upon
our
name
,
But
vertue
onely
is
the
soule
of
Fame
.
Mac.
He's
strangely
possest
Gentlemen
.
Exeunt
Omnes
.
Actus
Quintus
.
Enter
Philocles
,
and
Lisander
.
Phi.
HEres
a
strange
turne
,
Lisander
.
Lisa.
Tis
a
Kingdome
Easily
purchasd
,
who
will
trust
the
faith
Of
multitudes
?
Phi.
It
was
his
fault
,
that
would
So
tamely
give
his
title
to
their
mercy
,
Thē
new
King
has
possession
.
Lisa.
And
is
like
To
keep't
,
we
are
alone
,
what
doft
thinke
of
This
innovation
?
ift
not
a
fine
ligge
?
A
precious
cunning
in
the
late
Protector
To
shuffle
a
new
Prince
into
the
state
.
Phi.
I
know
not
how
they
have
shuffled
,
but
my
head
on't
A
false
card
is
turn'd
up
trump
,
but
fates
looke
too't
.
Enter
Cassander
and
Eubulus
.
Eub.
Does
he
not
carry
it
bravely
.
Cas.
Excellently
.
Philocles
Lisander
.
Phi.
Lis.
Your
Lordships
servants
,
Are
we
not
bound
to
heaven
,
for
multiplying
These
blessings
on
the
Kingdome
.
Phi.
Heaven
alone
Workes
miracles
my
Lord
.
Lisa.
I
thinke
your
Lordship
Had
as
little
hope
once
,
to
see
these
Princes
Revive
.
Phi.
Here
we
must
place
our
thankes
,
Next
providence
,
for
preserving
So
deere
a
pledge
.
Enter
Leonatus
attended
.
Eub.
The
King
.
Leo.
It
is
our
pleasure
The
number
of
our
guard
be
doubled
,
give
A
Largesse
to
the
Soldiers
;
but
dismisse
not
The
troopes
till
we
command
.
Cas.
May
it
please
.
Leo.
It
will
not
please
us
otherwise
,
my
Lord
,
We
have
tride
your
faith
,
Eub.
Does
he
not
speakē
with
confidence
?
Leo.
My
Lords
,
and
Gentlemen
,
to
whose
faith
we
must
Owe
next
to
heaven
our
fortune
,
and
our
safety
,
After
a
tedious
eclipse
,
the
day
Is
bright
,
and
we
invested
in
those
honours
,
Our
blood
,
and
birth
did
challenge
.
Cas.
May
no
time
Be
registred
in
our
annalls
,
that
shall
mention
One
that
had
life
to
oppose
your
sacred
person
,
Leo.
Let
them
whose
titles
forg'd
and
flaw'd
suspect
Their
states
security
,
our
right
to
Epire
,
Heaven
is
oblig'd
to
prosper
,
treason
has
No
face
so
blacke
to
fright
it
,
all
my
cares
Levell
to
this
,
that
I
may
worthily
Manage
the
province
,
and
advance
the
honour
Of
our
deere
Country
,
and
be
confident
,
If
an
expence
of
blood
,
may
give
addition
Of
any
happinesse
to
you
,
I
shall
Offer
my
heart
the
sacrifice
,
and
rejoyce
To
make
my selfe
a
ghost
,
to
have
inscrib'd
Vpon
my
marble
,
but
whose
cause
I
dyed
for
.
Eub
May
Heaven
avert
such
danger
.
Cas.
Excellent
Prince
,
In
whom
we
see
the
Coppy
of
his
Father
None
but
the
sonne
of
Theodosius
,
Could
have
spoke
thus
.
Leo.
You
are
pleasd
to
interpret
well
,
Yet
give
me
leave
to
say
in
my
owne
justice
,
I
have
but
exprest
the
promptnesse
of
my
soule
To
serve
you
all
,
but
tis
not
empty
wishes
Can
satisfie
our
mighty
charge
,
a
weight
Would
make
an
Atlas
double
,
a
Kings
name
Doth
sound
harmoniously
to
men
at
distance
,
And
those
who
cannot
penetrate
beyond
The
barke
,
and
outskinne
of
a
common
wealth
,
Or
state
,
have
eyes
but
ravish'd
with
the
Ceremony
That
must
attend
a
Prince
,
and
understand
not
What
cares
allay
the
glories
of
a
Crowne
,
But
good
Kings
finde
and
feele
the
contrary
,
You
have
tride
,
my
Lord
,
the
burden
,
and
can
tell
It
would
require
a
Pilote
of
more
yeares
To
steere
this
Kingdome
,
now
impos'd
on
me
,
By
justice
of
my
birth
.
Cas.
I
wish
not
life
,
But
to
partake
those
happy
dayes
,
which
must
Succeed
these
faire
proceedings
,
we
are
blest
,
But
sir
be
sparing
to
your selfe
,
we
shall
Hazard
our
joyes
in
you
too
soone
,
the
burden
Of
statē
affaires
impose
upon
your
counsell
.
Tis
fitter
that
we
waste
our
lives
then
you
,
Call
age
too
soone
upon
you
with
the
trouble
,
And
cares
that
threaten
such
an
undertaking
,
Preserve
your
youth
.
Leo.
And
choose
you
our
protector
,
Ist
that
you
would
conclude
my
Lord
?
We
will
Deserve
our
subjects
faith
for
our
owne
sake
,
Not
sit
an
idle
gazer
at
the
helme
Enter
Messenger
.
Phi.
How
observ'd
you
that
,
Marke
how
Cassander's
planet
strucke
.
Eu.
He
might
have
lookd
more
calmely
for
all
that
I
begin
to
feare
;
but
doe
not
yet
seeme
troubled
.
Leo.
With
what
newes
travailes
his
hast
?
I
must
secure
My selfe
betimes
,
not
be
a
King
in
jest
,
And
weare
my
crowne
a
tenant
to
their
breath
.
Cas.
Demetrius
sir
,
your
brother
,
With
other
traytors
that
oppose
your
claimes
Are
fled
to
the
Castle
of
Nestorius
And
fortifie
.
Mes.
I
said
not
so
my
Lord
.
Cas.
Ile
have
it
thought
so
,
hence
.
Exit
Messen.
Leo.
Plant
forces
to
batter
The
wals
,
and
in
their
ruine
bring
us
word
They
live
not
.
Eub.
Good
sir
heare
me
.
Cas.
Let
it
worke
,
Were
Demetrius
dead
,
we
easily
might
uncrowne
This
swolne
impostor
,
and
my
sonne
be
faire
To
peice
with
young
Sophia
,
who
I
heare
Repents
her
late
affront
.
Eub.
Their
lives
may
doe
You
service
,
let
not
blood
staine
your
beginnings
The
people
not
yet
warme
in
their
allegiancē
,
May
thinke
it
worth
their
tumult
to
revenge
it
With
hazard
of
your selfe
.
Leo.
Who
dares
but
thinke
it
?
Yet
offer
first
our
mercy
,
if
they
yeeld
,
Demetrius
must
not
live
,
my
Lord
your
counsell
,
What
if
he
were
in
heaven
?
Cas.
You
have
my
consent
,
You
shannot
stay
long
after
him
.
Leo.
Sophia
is
Not
my
sister
,
To
prevent
al
that
may
indanger
us
,
wee'l
marry
her
That
done
no
matter
though
we
stand
discover'd
,
For
in
her
title
then
we
are
King
of
Epire
,
Without
dispute
.
Cas.
Hum
?
in
my
judgement
sir
,
That
wonot
doe
so
well
.
Leo.
Whats
your
opinion
?
Cas.
He
countermines
my
plot
:
are
you
so
cunning
Leo.
Whats
that
you
mutter
sir
?
Cas.
I
mutter
sir
?
Leo.
Best
say
I
am
no
King
,
but
some
impostor
Rais'd
up
to
gull
the
state
.
Cas.
Very
fine
to
have
said
within
Few
houres
you'd
beene
no
King
,
nor
like
to
be
,
Was
not
in
the
compasse
of
high
treason
I
take
it
.
Eub.
Restraine
your
anger
,
the
Kings
mov'd
,
speake
not
.
Cas.
I
will
speake
louder
,
doe
I
not
know
him
?
That
selfe
same
hand
that
raisd
him
to
the
throne
Shall
plucke
him
from
it
,
is
this
my
reward
?
Leo.
Our
guard
,
to
prison
with
him
,
Cas.
Me
to
prison
?
Leo.
Off
with
his
head
.
Cas.
My
head
?
Eub.
Vouchsafe
to
heare
me
,
great
sir
.
Cas.
How
dares
he
be
so
insolent
?
Jha
wrought
my selfe
into
a
fine
condition
,
Dee
know
me
Gentlemen
?
Phi.
Very
well
my
Lord
;
How
are
we
bound
to
heaven
for
multiplying
These
blessings
on
the
Kingdome
.
Leo.
We
allow
it
.
Eub.
Counsell
did
never
blast
a
Princes
eare
.
Leo.
Convey
him
to
the
sanctuary
of
rebels
,
Nestorius
house
,
where
our
proud
brother
has
Ensconsd
himselfe
,
theyle
entertaine
him
lovingly
,
He
will
be
a
good
addition
to
the
traitors
,
Obey
me
or
you
dye
for't
,
what
are
Kings
When
subjects
dare
affront
em
.
Cas.
I
shall
vex
Thy
soule
for
this
.
Leo.
Away
with
him
,
when
Kings
Frowne
,
let
offenders
tremble
,
this
flowes
not
From
any
cruelty
in
my
nature
,
but
The
fate
of
an
usurper
,
he
that
will
Be
confirm'd
great
without
just
title
to
it
,
Must
lose
compassion
,
know
whats
good
,
not
doe
it
.
Exeunt
.
Enter
Polidora
and
her
servant
.
Ser.
Madam
,
the
Princesse
Sophia
.
Pol.
I
attend
her
highnesse
.
Enter
Sophia
.
How
much
your
grace
honours
your
humble
servant
Sop.
I
hope
my
brother's
well
.
Pol.
I
hope
so
too
Madam
.
Sop.
Doe
you
but
hope
?
he
came
to
be
your
guest
.
Pol.
We
are
all
his
whilst
he
is
pleasd
to
honour
This
poore
roofe
with
his
royall
presence
Madam
.
Sop.
I
came
to
aske
your
pardon
Polidora
,
Pol.
You
never
Madam
trespas'd
upon
me
,
Wrong
not
your
goodnesse
.
Sop.
I
can
be
but
penitent
,
Vnlesse
you
point
me
out
some
other
way
To
satisfie
.
Pol.
Deere
Madam
doe
not
mocke
me
.
Sop.
there
is
no
injury
like
that
to
love
,
I
finde
it
now
in
my
owne
sufferings
,
But
though
I
would
have
rob'd
thee
of
Arcadius
Heaven
knew
a
way
to
reconcile
your
hearts
,
And
punishd
me
in
those
joyes
you
have
found
,
I
read
the
story
of
my
losse
of
honour
,
Yet
can
rejoyce
,
and
heartily
,
that
you
Have
met
your
owne
agen
.
Pol.
Whom
doe
you
meane
?
Sop.
My
brother
.
Pol.
He
is
found
to
himselfe
and
honour
,
He
is
my
King
,
and
though
I
must
acknowledge
He
was
the
glory
of
my
thoughts
,
and
I
Lov'd
him
as
you
did
Madam
,
with
desire
To
be
made
his
,
reason
,
and
duty
since
,
Form'd
me
to
other
knowledge
,
and
I
now
Looke
on
him
without
any
wish
of
more
Then
to
be
call'd
his
subject
.
Sop.
Has
he
made
Himselfe
lesse
capable
by
being
King
.
Pol.
Of
what
?
Sop.
Of
your
affection
.
Pol.
With
your
pardon
Madam
.
Love
in
that
sense
you
meane
,
lest
Polidora
When
he
forsooke
Arcadius
,
I
disclaime
All
tyes
betweene
us
,
more
then
what
a
name
Of
King
must
challenge
from
my
obedience
.
Sop.
This
does
confirme
my
jealousie
,
my
heart
,
For
my
sake
Madam
,
has
he
lost
his
value
?
Pol.
Let
me
beseech
your
grace
,
I
may
have
leave
To
answer
in
some
other
cause
,
or
person
,
This
argument
but
opens
a
sad
wound
To
make
it
bleed
a
fresh
,
we
may
change
this
Discourse
,
I
would
elect
some
subject
,
whose
Prayses
may
more
delight
your
care
then
this
Can
mine
;
let's
talke
of
young
Lisimachus
.
Sop.
Ha
?
my
presaging
feares
.
Pol.
How
does
your
grace
?
Sop.
Well
,
you
were
talking
of
Lisimachus
,
Pray
give
me
your
opinion
of
him
.
Pol.
Mine
?
It
will
be
much
short
of
his
worth
,
J
thinke
him
A
gentleman
so
perfect
in
all
goodnesse
,
That
if
there
be
one
in
the
world
deserves
The
best
of
women
,
heaven
created
him
,
To
make
her
happy
.
Sop.
You
have
in
a
little
,
Madam
,
Exprest
a
Volume
of
mankind
,
a
miracle
,
But
all
have
not
the
same
degree
of
faith
,
He
is
but
young
.
Pol.
What
mistresse
would
desire
Her
servant
old
?
he
has
both
Spring
to
please
Her
eye
,
and
Summer
to
returne
a
harvest
.
Sop.
He
is
blacke
.
Pol.
He
sets
a
beauty
off
more
rich
,
And
she
thats
faire
will
love
him
,
faint
complections
Betray
effeminate
mindes
,
and
love
of
change
,
Two
beauties
in
a bed
,
compound
few
men
,
He's
not
so
faire
to
counterfeit
a
woman
,
Nor
yet
so
blacke
,
but
blushes
may
betray
His
modesty
.
Sop.
His
proportion
exceeds
not
.
Pol.
That
praises
him
,
and
well
compacted
frame
Speakes
temper
,
and
sweet
flow
of
elements
,
Vast
buildings
are
more
oft
for
shew
then
use
,
I
would
not
have
my
eyes
put
to
the
travell
Of
many
acres
,
ere
I
could
examine
A
man
from
head
to
foote
,
he
has
no
great
,
But
he
may
boast
,
an
eligant
composition
.
Sop.
Ile
heare
no
more
,
you
have
so
farre
outdone
My
injuries
to
you
,
that
I
call
backe
My
penitence
,
and
must
tell
Polidora
,
This
revenge
ill
becomes
her
.
Am
I
thought
So
lost
in
soule
to
heare
,
and
forgive
this
?
In
what
shade
doe
I
live
?
or
shall
I
thinke
I
have
not
at
the
lowest
enough
merit
,
Setting
aside
my
birth
,
to
poyze
with
yours
,
Forgive
my
modest
thoughts
,
if
I
rise
up
My
owne
defence
,
and
tell
this
unjust
Lady
So
great
a
Winter
hath
not
frozen
yet
My
cheeke
,
but
there
is
something
nature
planted
,
That
carries
as
much
bloome
,
and
spring
upon't
As
yours
,
what
flame
is
in
your
eye
,
but
may
Finde
competition
here
(
forgive
agen
My
Virgin
honour
,
)
what
is
in
your
lip
,
To
tice
the
enamour'd
soule
,
to
dwell
with
more
Ambition
then
the
yet
unwithered
blush
That
speakes
the
innocence
of
mine
.
Enter
Demetrius
.
Oh
brother
?
Dem.
Ile
talke
with
you
anon
,
my
Polidora
,
Allow
thy
patience
till
my
breath
recover
Which
now
comes
laden
with
the
richest
newes
Thy
eare
was
ever
blest
with
.
Sop.
Both
your
lookes
,
And
voyce
expresse
some
welcome
accident
.
De.
Guesse
what
in
wish
could
make
me
fortunate
And
heaven
hath
dropt
that
on
Demetrius
.
Sop.
What
meanes
this
extasie
?
Dem.
Twere
sinne
to
busie
Thy
thoughts
upon't
,
Ile
tell
thee
that
I
could
Retaine
some
part
,
tis
too
wide
a
joy
To
be
exprest
so
soone
,
and
yet
it
falls
In
a
few
sillables
,
thou
wot
scarce
beleeve
me
,
I
am
no
King
.
Sop.
Hows
that
!
Pol.
Good
heaven
forbid
.
De.
Forbid
?
Heaven
has
releiv'd
me
with
a
mercy
I
knew
not
how
to
aske
,
I
have
they
say
An
elder
brother
living
,
crown'd
already
,
I
onely
keepe
my
name
Demetrius
,
Without
desire
of
more
addition
,
Then
to
returne
thy
servant
.
Pol.
You
amaze
me
,
Can
you
rejoyce
to
be
deposd
:
Dem.
It
but
Translates
me
to
a
fairer
and
better
Kingdome
In
Polidora
.
Pol.
Mee
?
Dem.
Did
you
not
say
,
Were
I
no
King
you
could
be
drawne
to
love
Me
agen
,
that
was
consented
to
in
Heaven
,
A
Kingdome
first
betray'd
my
ambitious
soule
To
forget
thee
,
that
,
and
the
flattering
glories
,
How
willingly
Demetrius
doe
resigne
,
The
Angels
know
,
thus
naked
without
titles
I
throw
me
on
thy
charity
,
and
shall
Boast
greater
Empire
to
be
thine
agen
,
then
To
weare
the
triumphs
of
the
world
upon
me
.
Enter
Macarius
.
Mac.
Be
not
so
carelesse
of
your selfe
,
the
people
Gather
in
multitudes
,
to
your
protection
Offering
their
lives
,
and
fortunes
,
if
they
may
But
see
you
sir
,
and
heare
you
speake
to
em
,
Accept
their
duties
,
and
in
time
prevent
Your
ruine
.
Sop.
Be
not
desperate
,
tis
counsell
.
Dem.
You
trouble
me
with
noyse
,
speake
Polidora
Pol.
For
your
owne
sake
preserve
your selfe
,
My
feares
distract
my
reason
.
Enter
Antigonus
.
Ant.
Lord
Lisimachus
With
something
that
concernes
your
safety
,
is
Fled
hither
,
and
desires
a
present
hearing
.
Mac.
His
soule
is
honest
,
be
not
sir
a
mad
man
,
And
for
a
Lady
give
up
all
our
freedomes
.
Exit
.
Pol.
Ile
say
any
thing
here
Lisimachus
.
Sop.
Deare
brother
heare
him
.
Enter
Lisimachus
.
Lisi.
Sir
,
I
come
to
yeeld
My selfe
your
prisoner
,
if
my
father
have
Raisd
an
Impostor
to
supplant
your
title
Which
I
suspect
and
inwardly
doe
bleed
for
.
I
shall
not
onely
by
the
tender
of
My selfe
declare
my
innocence
,
but
either
By
my
unworthy
life
secure
your
person
,
Or
by
what
death
you
shall
impose
,
reward
The
unexpected
treason
.
Sop.
Brave
young
man
,
Did
you
not
heare
him
brother
?
Lisi.
I
am
not
minded
.
Pol.
Be
witnesse
Madam
,
I
resigne
my
heart
It
never
was
anothers
,
you
declare
Too
great
a
satisfaction
,
I
hope
This
will
destroy
your
jealousie
,
Remember
now
your
danger
.
Dem.
I
dispise
it
,
What
fate
dares
injure
me
?
Lisi.
Yet
heare
me
sir
.
Sop.
Forgive
me
Polidora
,
you
are
happy
,
My
hopes
are
remov'd
farther
,
I
had
thought
Lisimachus
had
meant
you
for
his
mistresse
,
Tis
misery
to
feed
,
and
not
know
where
To
place
my
jealousie
.
Enter
Macarius
.
Mac.
Now
tis
too
late
,
You
may
be
deafe
,
untill
the
Cannon
make
,
You
finde
your
sence
,
we
are
shut
up
now
by
A
troupe
of
Horse
,
thanke
your selfe
.
Pol.
They
will
Admit
conditions
.
Sop.
And
allow
us
quarter
.
a
shout
within
.
Pol.
We
are
all
lost
.
Dem.
Be
comforted
.
Enter
Antigonus
.
Ant.
Newes
my
Lord
Cassander
sent
by
the
new
King
.
To
beare
us
company
.
Dem.
Not
as
prisoner
?
Ant.
It
does
appeare
no
otherwise
,
the
souldiers
Declare
how
much
they
love
him
,
by
their
noyse
Of
scorne
,
and
joy
to
see
him
so
rewarded
.
Dem.
It
cannot
be
.
Ant.
Youle
finde
it
presently
,
He
curses
the
new
King
,
talkes
treason
gainst
him
As
nimble
as
he
were
in's
shirt
,
he's
here
,
Enter
Cassander
.
Cas.
Oh
let
me
beg
untill
my
knees
take
roote
Ith'
earth
,
sir
,
can
you
pardon
me
?
Dem.
For
what
?
Cas.
For
Treason
,
desperate
,
most
malicious
treason
I
have
undone
you
sir
.
Dem.
It
does
appeare
You
had
a
will
.
Cas.
Ile
make
you
all
the
recompence
I
can
,
But
ere
you
kill
me
heare
me
,
know
the
man
,
Whom
I
to
serve
my
unjust
ends
,
advanc'd
To
your
throne
,
is
an
impostor
,
a
meere
counterfeit
,
Eubulus
sonne
.
Exit
Anti.
Dem.
It
is
not
then
our
brother
?
Cas.
An
insolent
usurper
,
proud
,
and
blooddy
Seleucus
,
is
no
leprosie
upon
me
?
There
is
not
punishment
enough
in
nature
To
quit
my
horrid
act
,
I
have
not
in
My
stocke
of
blood
to
satisfie
with
weeping
,
Nor
could
my
soule
though
melted
to
a
flood
Within
me
,
gush
out
teares
to
wash
my
staine
off
.
Dem.
How
?
an
Impostor
,
what
will
become
on's
now
?
We
are
at
his
mercy
.
Cas.
Sir
,
the
peoples
hearts
Will
come
to
their
owne
dwelling
,
when
they
see
I
dare
accuse
my selfe
,
and
suffer
for
it
,
Have
courage
then
young
King
,
thy
fate
cannot
Be
long
compell'd
.
Dem.
Rise
,
our
misfortune
Carries
this
good
,
although
it
lose
our
hopes
,
It
makes
you
friend
with
vertue
,
weele
expect
What
providence
will
doe
.
Cas.
You
are
too
mercifull
.
Lisi.
Our
duties
shall
beg
heaven
still
to
preserve
you
.
Enter
Antigonus
.
Ant.
Our
enemy
desires
some
parley
sir
.
Lisi.
'Tis
not
amisse
to
heare
their
proposition
.
Pol.
Ile
waite
upon
you
.
Dem.
Thou
art
my
angell
,
and
canst
best
instruct
me
,
Boldly
present
our selves
,
you'le
with
Cassander
.
Cas.
And
in
death
be
blest
Exit
To
finde
your
charity
.
Sop.
Lisimachus
,
Lisi.
Madam
.
Sop.
They
will
not
misse
your
presence
,
the
small
time
Is
spent
in
asking
of
a
question
.
Lisi.
I
waite
your
pleasure
.
Sop.
Sit
I
have
a
suite
to
you
.
Lisi.
To
me
?
it
must
be
granted
.
Sop.
If
you
have
Cancell'd
your
kinde
opinion
of
me
,
Deny
me
not
to
know
,
who
hath
succeeded
Sophia
in
your
heart
.
I
beg
the
name
Of
your
new
Mistresse
.
Lisi.
You
shall
know
her
Madam
,
If
but
these
tumults
cease
,
and
fate
allow
us
To
see
the
Court
agen
,
I
hope
youle
bring
No
mutiny
against
her
,
but
this
is
No
time
to
talke
of
Love
,
let
me
attend
you
.
Sop.
I
must
expect
,
till
you
are
pleasd
to
satisfie
My
poore
request
conduct
me
at
your
pleasure
.
Exeunt
Enter
Leonatus
,
Eubulus
,
Bishop
,
Lisander
,
Philocles
.
Leo.
.
They
are
too
slow
,
dispatch
new
messengers
,
To
entreat
em
fairely
hither
,
I
am
extasied
,
Were
you
witnesse
for
me
too
,
is
it
possible
I
am
what
this
affirmes
,
true
Leonatus
?
And
were
you
not
my
father
,
was
I
given
In
trust
to
you
an
Infant
?
Eub.
Tis
a
truth
,
Our
soule's
bound
to
acknowledge
you
supply'd
The
absence
and
opinion
of
my
sonne
,
Who
dyed
but
to
make
you
my
greater
care
I
know
not
of
Demetrius
,
but
suppos'd
Him
dead
indeed
,
as
Epire
thought
you
were
,
Your
Fathers
character
doth
want
no
testimony
,
Which
but
compar'd
with
what
concernes
Demetrius
Will
prove
it selfe
King
Theodosius
act
,
Your
royall
Father
.
Bish.
I
am
subscrib'd
to
both
his
Legacies
By
oath
oblig'd
to
secresie
,
untill
Thus
fairely
summon'd
to
reveale
the
trust
.
Eub.
Cassander
had
no
thought
you
would
prove
thus
.
To
whose
policy
I
gave
this
aime
,
although
He
wrought
you
up
to
serve
but
as
his
engine
To
batter
young
Demetrius
,
for
it
was
Your
Fathers
prudent
jealousie
,
that
made
him
Give
out
your
earely
deaths
,
as
if
his
soule
Prophesi'd
his
owne
first
,
and
fear'd
to
leave
Either
of
you
to
the
unsafe
protection
,
Of
one
whose
study
would
be
to
supplant
Your
right
,
and
make
himselfe
the
King
of
Epire
.
Bish.
Your
sister
faire
Sophia
in
your
Fathers
Life
,
was
design'd
to
marry
with
Lisimachus
That
guarded
her
,
although
she
us'd
some
art
To
quit
her
pupillage
,
and
being
abso'ute
,
Declar'd
love
to
Demetrius
,
which
enforc'd
Macarius
to
discover
first
your
brother
.
Leo.
No
more
,
least
you
destroy
agen
Leonatus
.
With
wonder
of
his
fate
,
are
they
not
come
yet
?
Something
it
was
,
I
felt
within
my
envy
Of
young
Demetrius
fortune
,
there
were
seeds
Scatterd
upon
my
heart
,
that
made
it
swell
With
thought
of
Empire
,
Princes
I
see
cannot
Be
totally
eclipst
,
but
wherefore
stayes
Demetrius
,
and
Sophia
,
at
whose
names
A
gentle
spirit
walk'd
upon
my
blood
.
Enter
Demetrius
,
Polidora
,
Sophia
,
Macarius
,
Cassander
,
Li
Lisimachus
as
.
Eub.
They
are
here
,
Leo.
Then
thus
I
flye
into
their
bosomes
,
Nature
has
rectifi'd
in
me
Demetrius
,
The
wandrings
of
ambition
,
our
deere
sister
You
are
amaz'd
,
I
did
expect
it
,
read
Assurance
there
,
the
day
is
bigge
with
wonder
,
Mac.
What
meanes
all
this
?
Leo.
Lisimachus
,
be
deare
to
us
,
Cassander
,
you
are
welcome
too
.
Cas.
Not
I
,
I
doe
not
looke
for't
,
all
this
shannot
bribe
My
conscience
to
your
faction
,
and
make
Me
false
agen
,
Selevcus
is
no
sonne
Of
Theodosius
,
my
deare
Countrymen
Correct
your
erring
duties
,
and
to
that
,
Your
lawfull
King
,
prostrate
your selves
,
Demetrius
Doth
challenge
all
your
knees
.
Dem.
All
love
and
duty
,
Flow
from
me
to
my
royall
King
,
and
brother
I
am
confirm'd
.
Cas.
You
are
too
credulous
,
What
can
betray
your
faith
so
much
?
Leo.
Sophia
,
you
appeare
sad
,
as
if
your
will
Gave
no
consent
to
this
dayes
happynesse
.
Sop.
No
joy
exceeds
Sophia's
for
your selfe
.
Lisi
With
your
pardon
sir
,
I
apprehend
A
cause
that
makes
her
troubled
,
she
desires
To
know
what
other
mistresse
since
her
late
Vnkindnesse
,
I
have
chosen
to
direct
My
faith
and
service
.
Leo.
Another
Mistresse
.
Lisi.
Yes
sir
.
Leo.
And
does
our
sister
love
Lisimachus
?
Sop.
Here's
something
would
confesse
.
Leo.
He
must
not
dare
To
affront
Sophia
.
Cas.
How
my
shame
confounds
me
,
I
beg
your
justice
,
without
pitty
on
My
age
.
Leo.
Your
penance
shall
be
,
to
be
faithfull
To
our
state
hereafter
.
Omnes
.
May
you
live
long
and
happy
,
Leonatus
King
of
Epire
.
Leo.
But
where's
your
other
Mistresse
?
Lisi.
Even
here
sir
.
Leo,
Our
sister
?
is
this
another
Mistresse
sir
?
Lisi.
It
holds
To
prove
my
thoughts
were
so
when
she
began
Her
sorrow
for
neglecting
me
,
that
sweetnesse
Deserv'd
I
should
est
esteeme
her
another
mistresse
,
Then
when
she
cruelly
forsooke
Lisimacus
,
Your
pardon
Madam
,
and
receive
a
heart
Proud
with
my
first
devotion
to
serve
you
Sop.
In
this
I
am
crownd
agen
,
now
mine
for
ever
.
Leo.
You
have
deceiv'd
her
happily
,
Ioy
to
you
both
.
Dem.
We
are
ripe
for
the
same
wishes
,
Polidora's
part
of
me
.
Pol.
He
all
my
blessing
.
Leo.
Heaven
powre
full
joyes
upon
you
.
Mac,
We
are
all
blest
,
There
wants
but
one
to
fill
your
armes
.
Leo.
My
mistresse
,
And
wife
shall
be
my
Country
,
to
which
I
Was
in
my
birth
contracted
,
your
love
since
Hath
playd
the
Priest
to
perfect
what
was
Ceremony
Though
Kingdomes
,
by
just
titles
prove
our
owne
,
The
subjects
hearts
doe
best
secure
a
Crowne
.
Exeunt
Omnes
.