_Amint_. I wonder much _Melantius_, To see those noble looks that make me think How vertuous thou art; and on the sudden 'Tis strange to me, thou shouldst have worth and honour, Or not be base, and false, and treacherous, And every ill. But-- _Mel_. Stay, stay my Friend, I fear this sound will not become our loves; no more, embrace me. _Amint_. Oh mistake me not; I know thee to be full of all those deeds That we frail men call good: but by the course Of nature thou shouldst be as quickly chang'd As are the winds, dissembling as the Sea, That now wears brows as smooth as Virgins be, Tempting the Merchant to invade his face, And in an hour calls his billows up, And shoots 'em at the Sun, destroying all He carries on him. O how near am I [_Aside_. To utter my sick thoughts! _Mel_. But why, my Friend, should I be so by Nature? _Amin_. I have wed thy Sister, who hath vertuous thoughts Enough for one whole family, and it is strange That you should feel no want. _Mel_. Believe me, this complement's too cunning for me. _Diph_. What should I be then by the course of nature, They having both robb'd me of so much vertue? _Strat_. O call the Bride, my Lord _Amintor_, that we may see her blush, and turn her eyes down; it is the prettiest sport. _Amin_. _Evadne_! _Evad_. My Lord! [_Within_. _Amint_. Come forth my Love, Your Brothers do attend to wish you joy. _Evad_. I am not ready yet. _Amint_. Enough, enough. _Evad_. They'l mock me. _Amint_. Faith thou shalt come in. [_Enter Evadne_. _Mel_. Good morrow Sister; he that understands Whom you have wed, need not to wish you joy. You have enough, take heed you be not proud. _Diph_. O Sister, what have you done! _Evad_. I done! why, what have I done? _Strat_. My Lord _Amintor_ swears you are no Maid now. _Evad_. Push! _Strat_. I faith he does. _Evad_. I knew I should be mockt. _Diph_. With a truth. _Evad_. If 'twere to do again, in faith I would not marry. _Amint_. Not I by Heaven. [_Aside_. _Diph_. Sister, Dula swears she heard you cry two rooms off. _Evad_. Fie how you talk! _Diph_. Let's see you walk. _Evad_. By my troth y'are spoil'd. _Mel_. _Amintor_! _Amint_. Ha!