A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14
English drama
INO. Then you are mad, sir.
And tacitly conspire to your own ruin.
Do, take an enemy's advice, and die, the object
Both of their joy and scorn. Where are
Your senses, sir, or pray, whence springs
This friendship of Andromana's? Alas! you should not
Measure her malice by the smallness of your own.
She has injur'd you, she knows it, sir; and though
At present she enjoys her treachery, she may
Soon fall beside it; Ephorbas is not immortal,
Nor can she promise to herself security,
When you have power to call her ills in question.
Were't nothing else, her safety would make her
To plot your death. I hinder you in talking;
But pray begone, and when you see your father,
Speak boldly to him, or you're gone for ever.
PLAN. I tell thee once again, Inophilus,
Since I have said I would not go
Both heaven and thee shall want a motive
To make me stir one foot. Were danger just
Before me, running with open jaws upon me;
And had my word been giv'n to remain here,
I would be forc'd from life before my place.
INO. Here is a bravery now would make a man
Forswear all gallantry! to fool away
Your life thus in a humour!--
I met the court just now, sir: as full of whispers,
Every man's eyes spoke strong amazement.
My father's sent for, with two other lords,
Eubulus and Anamedes; and the Court-gates are lock'd.
Resolve, sir, and command me something,
Wherein I may have an occasion to serve you.
PLAN. Then I resolve to do as I am caution'd.
Walk in; I'll tell thee more.
[_Exeunt._
SCENE VI.
_Enter_ EPHORBAS _and_ LIBACER.
EPH. What was his answer, then?
LIB. "Tell him, I am resolv'd I will not come,"
Those were the very words, sir.
EPH. 'Twas very pretty
[And] resolute, methinks. If he be grown
So stubborn already, the next we must expect
Is action.
LIB. But yet he bids me, if you
Ask'd why he came not, to find some excuse or other.
EPH. He could find none himself then? Call in
The lords: we must be sudden in our execution.
But prythee, one thing more: who was there with him?
LIB. Nobody;
But I met going to him young Inophilus;
And heard one servant tell another in great haste,
Their lord would speak with some o' the captains o' the army.
[_Exit._
SCENE VII.
_Enter_ RINATUS, EUBULUS, _and_ ANAMEDES.
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