TYR. In vain my spirit wrastles with my blood: Affection will be mistress here on earth. The house is hers: the soul is but a tenant. I have task'd myself but with the abstinence Of one poor hour, yet cannot conquer that. I cannot keep from sight of her so long; I starve mine eye too much: go, bring her forth, As we have caus'd her body to be deck'd In all the glorious riches of our palace; Our mind has felt a famine for the time; All comfort has been dear and scarce with us. The times are alter'd since--strike on, sweet harmony! _Enter_ SOLDIERS, _with the_ LADY. [_Music playing._ A braver world comes towards us. [_They bring the body in a chair, dressed up in_ _black velvet, which sets out the paleness of_ _the hands and face; and a fair chain of_ _pearl across the breast, and the crucifix_ _above it; he stands silent awhile, letting the_ _music play, beckoning the soldiers that_ _bring her in to make obeisance to her, and_ _he himself makes a low honour to the body,_ _and kisses the hand._ _A Song._ _O, what is beauty that's so much adored?_ _A flattering glass that cosens her beholders,_ _One night of death makes it look pale and horrid,_ _The dainty preservd flesh how soon it moulders,_ _To love it living it bewitcheth many,_ _But after life is seldom heard of any_. 1ST SOL. By this hand, mere idolatry; I make courtesy To my damnation: I have learnt so much, Though I could never know the meaning yet Of all my Latin prayers, nor ne'er sought for't. TYR. How pleasing art thou to us even in death! I love thee yet above all women living; I can see nothing to be mended in thee, But the too constant paleness of thy cheek. I'd give the kingdom but to purchase there The breadth of a red rose in natural colours, And think it the best bargain that ever king made yet, But fate's my hindrance; And I must only rest content with art, And that I'll have in spite on't. Is he come, sir? 2D SOL. Who, my lord? TYR. Dull! The fellow that we sent For a picture-drawer; A lady's forenoon tutor; is he come, sir? 1ST SOL. Not yet return'd, my lord.