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26 Diph.What should I be then, by the course of nature, They having both robb'd me of so much virtue?

Stra.Oh, call the bride, my lord Amintor, That we may see her blush, and turn her eyes down: 'Tis the prettiest sport!

Amin.Evadne!

Evad.[within.] My lord!

Amin.Come forth, my love! Your brothers do attend to wish you joy.

Evad.I am not ready yet.

Amin.Enough, enough.

Evad.They'll mock me.

Amin.'Faith, thou shalt come in.

Enter EVADNE.

Mel.Good-morrow, sister! He that understands Whom you have wed, need not to wish you joy; You have enough: Take heed you be not proud.

Diph.Oh, sister, what have you done?

Evad.I done! why, what have I done?

Stra.My lord Amintor swears you are no maid now.

Evad.Pish!

Stra.I'faith, he does.

Evad.I knew I should be mock'd.

Diph.With a truth.

Evad.If 'twere to do again, In faith, I would not marry,

Amin.Nor I, by heaven! [Aside.

Diph.Sister, Dula swears She heard you cry two rooms off.

Evad.Fie, how you talk!

Diph.Let's see you walk. Evadne, by my troth, you're spoil'd.

Mel.Amintor!

Amin.Ha?

Mel.Thou art sad.

Amin.Who, I? I thank you for that. Shall Diphilus, thou, and I, sing a catch?

Mel.How!

Amin.Pr'ythee, let's.

Mel.Nay, that's too much the other way.

Amin.I am so lightened with my happiness! How dost thou, love? kiss me.

Evad.I cannot love you, you tell tales of me.

Amin.Nothing but what becomes us.—Gentlemen, 'Would you had all such wives, and all the world, That I might be no wonder! You are all sad: What, do you envy me? I walk, methinks, On water, and ne'er sink, I am so light.

Mel.'Tis well you are so.

Amin.Well? how can I be other, When she looks thus?—Is there no music there? Let's dance.

Mel.Why, this is strange, Amintor!

Amin.I do not know myself; yet I could wish My joy were less.

Diph.I'll marry too, if it will make one thus.

Evad.Amintor, hark. Amin.