Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 06 of 10Fletcher, John
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Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 06 of 10
Fletcher, John
English drama
_Ser._ Most certainly Madam.
_Bel._ I'll see him instantly.
So prethee tell him. [_Exit Ser._
_Mer._ I yield my self too weak
In argument to oppose you: you may lead me
Whither you please.
_Leo._ 'Tis answer'd like my Sister;
And if in him you find not ample cause
To pray for me, and daily on your knees,
Conclude I have no judgement.
_Mer._ May it prove so:
Friend, shall we have your company?
_Bel._ Two hours hence
I will not fail you.
_Leo._ At your pleasure Madam. [_Ex._ Leo. _and_ Mer.
_Enter_ Euphanes.
_Bel._ Could I in one word speak a thousand welcomes
(And hearty ones) you have 'em: Fie, my hand,
We stand at no such distance, by my life
The parting kiss you took before your travel
Is yet a Virgin on my lips, preserv'd
With as much care as I would do my fame
To entertain your wish'd return.
_Euph._ Best Lady,
That I do honour you, and with as much reason
As ever man did virtue; that I love you,
Yet look upon you with that reverence
As Holy men behold the Sun, the Stars,
The Temples, and their gods, they all can witness;
And that you have deserv'd this duty from me;
The life, and means of life, for which I owe you,
Commands me to profess it, since my fortune
Affords no other payment.
_Bel._ I had thought,
That for the trifling courtesies, as I call them,
(Though you give them another name) you had
Made ample satisfaction in th' acceptance,
And therefore did presume you had brought home
Some other Language.
_Euph._ No one I have learn'd
Yields words sufficient to express your goodness;
Nor can I ever choose another theme
And not be thought unthankful.
_Bel._ Pray you no more
As you respect me.
_Euph._ That charm is too powerful
For me to disobey it: 'Tis your pleasure,
And not my boldness Madam.
_Bel._ Good _Euphanes_,
Believe I am not one of those weak Ladies,
That (barren of all inward worth) are proud
Of what they cannot truly call their own,
Their birth or fortune, which are things without them:
Nor in this will I imitate the world,
Whose greater part of men think when they give
They purchase bondmen, not make worthy friends:
By all that's good I swear, I never thought
My great estate was an addition to me,
Or that your wants took from you.
_Euph._ There are few
So truly understanding or themselves
Or what they do possess.
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