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52 Out of my Hand, and left me shaking here defenceless.

Mel.I will take it up for thee.

Amin.What a wild Beast is uncollected Man! The thing that we call Honour, bears us all Headlong unto Sin, and yet it self is nothing.

Mel.Alas, how variable are thy Thoughts!

Amin.Just like my Fortunes: I was run to that I purpos'd to have chid thee for. Some plot I did distrust thou hadst against the King By that old Fellow's carriage: but take heed, There's not the least Limb growing to a King But carries Thunder in it.

Mel.I have none against him.

Amin.Why? come then, and still remember we may not think Revenge.

Mel.I will remember.

Gent.Madam, an hour ago.

Evad.Give me the Key then, and let none be near; 'Tis the King's Pleasure.

Gent.I understand you, Madam; would 'twere mine. I must not wish good Rest unto your Ladyship.

Evad.You talk, you talk.

Gent.'Tis all I dare do, Madam; but the King will wake, and then

Evad.Saving your Imagination, pray good Night, Sir.

Gent.A good Night be it then, and a long one, Madam; I am gone. King a-bed Evad.The Night grows horrible, and all about me Like my black purpose. O the Conscience Of a lost Virgin: whither wilt thou pull me? To what things dismal, as the depth of Hell, Wilt thou provoke me? Let no Man dare From this hour be disloyal: if her Heart Be Flesh, If she have Blood, and can fear, 'tis a daring Above that desperate Fool that left his Peace, And went to Sea to fight: 'tis so many sins An Age cannot prevent 'em; and so great, The Gods want Mercy for: Yet I must through 'em. I have begun a slaughter on my Honour, And I must end it there: He Sleeps. Good Heav'ns! Why give you Peace to this untemperate Beast That hath so long transgress'd you? I must kill him, And