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] To her, that may draw on a sudden act

From him, and ruin from the king; for such

A spirit will not, like common ones, be rais'd

By every spell: 'tis in love's circle only

'Twill appear.

Ther. I cannot bear the burthen of my wrongs

One minute longer.

Iol. Why! what's the matter, sir?

Ther. They do pretend the safety of the state:

Now, nothing but my marriage with Cadusia

Can secure th' adjoining country to it;

Confinement during life for me, if I

Refuse Diana's nunnery for her:

And at that 'nunn'ry,' lolas, allegiance

In me, like the string of a watch wound up

Too high, and forc'd above the nick, ran back;

And in a moment was unravell'd all.

Iol. Now, by the love I bear to justice, that 'nunn'ry'

Was too severe! When virtuous love's a crime,

What man can hope to 'scape a punishment,

Or who's indeed so wretched to desire it?

Ther. Right!

Iol. What answer made you, sir!

Ther. None.

They gave me till to-morrow; and e'er that be,

Or they or I must know our destiny.

Come, friend, let's in; there is no sleeping now;

For time is short, and we have much to do.

Ors. Judge you, gentlemen, if I be not as unfortunate

as a gamester thinks himself upon the loss of the last stake;

this is the first she I ever swore to heartily; and, by those

eyes! I think I had continued unperjur'd a whole month;

and that's fair, you'll say.

1 Court. Very fair.

Ors. Had she not run mad betwixt!

2 Court. How? mad? Who? Semanthe?

Ors. Yea, yea, mad; ask Philan else.

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