English drama; Kings and rulers -- Succession -- Drama; Love -- Drama; Sicily (Italy) -- Drama; Tragicomedy
_Meg_. 'Tis all
My eyes will do to lead me to my bed.
_Gal_. I fear they are so heavy, you'l scarce find
The way to your lodging with 'em to night.
[ Enter _Pharamond_.
_Thra_. The Prince.
_Pha_. Not a bed Ladies? y'are good sitters up;
What think you of a pleasant dream to last
Till morning?
_Meg_. I should choose, my Lord, a pleasing wake before it.
[_Enter _Arethusa _and _Bellario.
_Are_. 'Tis well my Lord y'are courting of Ladies.
Is't not late Gentlemen?
_Cle_. Yes Madam.
_Are_. Wait you there.
[_Exit _Arethusa.
_Meg_. She's jealous, as I live; look you my Lord,
The Princess has a _Hilas_, an _Adonis_.
_Pha_. His form is Angel-like.
_Meg_. Why this is he, must, when you are wed,
Sit by your pillow, like young _Apollo_, with
His hand and voice, binding your thoughts in sleep;
The Princess does provide him for you, and for her self.
_Pha_. I find no musick in these boys.
_Meg_. Nor I.
They can do little, and that small they do,
They have not wit to hide.
_Di_. Serves he the Princess?
_Thra_. Yes.
_Di_. 'Tis a sweet boy, how brave she keeps him!
_Pha_. Ladies all good rest; I mean to kill a Buck
To morrow morning, ere y'ave done your dreams.
_Meg_. All happiness attend your Grace, Gentlemen good rest,
Come shall we to bed?
_Gal_. Yes, all good night.
[_Ex_. Gal. _and _Meg.
_Di_. May your dreams be true to you;
What shall we do Gallants? 'Tis late, the King
Is up still, see, he comes, a Guard along
With him.
[_Enter _King, Arethusa _and _Guard.
_King_. Look your intelligence be true.
_Are_. Upon my life it is: and I do hope,
Your Highness will not tye me to a man,
That in the heat of wooing throws me off,
And takes another.
_Di_. What should this mean?
_King_. If it be true,
That Lady had been better have embrac'd
Cureless Diseases; get you to your rest,
[_Ex_. Are. _and _Bel.
You shall be righted: Gentlemen draw near,
We shall imploy you: Is young _Pharamond_
Come to his lodging?
_Di_. I saw him enter there.
_King_. Haste some of you, and cunningly discover,
If Megra be in her lodging.
_Cle_. Sir,
She parted hence but now with other Ladies.
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