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54 That make thy sins look double; and so send thee (By my revenge, I will) to look those torments Prepared for such black souls.

King.Thou dost not mean this; 'tis impossible: Thou art too sweet and gentle.

Evad.No, I am not. I am as foul as thou art, and can number As many such hells here. I was once fair, Once I was lovely; not a blowing rose More chastely sweet, till thou, thou, thou foul canker, (Stir not) didst poison me. I was a world of virtue, Till your curst court and you (Hell bless you for't!) With your temptations on temptations, Made me give up mine honour; for which, king, I'm come to kill thee.

King.No!

Evad.I am.

King.Thou art not! I pr'ythee speak not these things: Thou art gentle, And wert not meant thus rugged.

Evad.Peace, and hear me. Stir nothing but your tongue, and that for mercy To those above us; by whose lights I vow, Those blessed fires that shot to see our sin, If thy hot soul had substance with thy blood, I would kill that too; which, being past my steel, My tongue shall reach. Thou art a shameless villain! A thing out of the overcharge of nature; Sent, like a thick cloud, to disperse a plague Upon weak catching women! such a tyrant, That for his lust would sell away his subjects! Ay, all his Heaven hereafter!

King.Hear, Evadne, Thou soul of sweetness, hear! I am thy king.

Evad.Thou art my shame! Lie still, there's none about you, Within your cries: All promises of safety Are but deluding dreams. Thus, thus, thou foul man, Thus I begin my vengeance!

King.Hold, Evadne! I do command thee, hold.

Evad.I do not mean Sir, To part so fairly with you; we must change More of these Love-tricks yet.

King.What bloody Villain Provok'd thee to this Murther?

Evad.Thou, thou Monster.

King.Oh!

Evad.Thou kept'st me brave at Court, and whor'd me; Then Married me to a young Noble Gentleman; And