Kings and rulers -- Drama; Revenge -- Drama; Tragedies (Drama)
_Amint_. So well I like her.
For this I bow my knee in thanks to you,
And unto Heaven will pay my grateful tribute
Hourly, and to hope we shall draw out
A long contented life together here,
And die both full of gray hairs in one day;
For which the thanks is yours; but if the powers
That rule us, please to call her first away,
Without pride spoke, this World holds not a Wife
Worthy to take her room.
_King_. I do not like this; all forbear the room
But you _Amintor_ and your Lady. I have some speech with
You, that may concern your after living well.
_Amint_. He will not tell me that he lies with her: if
he do,
Something Heavenly stay my heart, for I shall be apt
To thrust this arm of mine to acts unlawful.
_King_. You will suffer me to talk with her _Amintor_,
And not have a jealous pang!
_Amint_. Sir, I dare trust my Wife
With whom she dares to talk, and not be jealous.
_King_. How do you like _Amintor_?
_Evad_. As I did Sir.
_King_. How's that!
_Evad_. As one that to fulfil your will and pleasure,
I have given leave to call me Wife and Love.
_King_. I see there is no lasting Faith in Sin;
They that break word with Heaven, will break again
With all the World, and so dost thou with me.
_Evad_. How Sir?
_King_. This subtile Womans ignorance
Will not excuse you; thou hast taken Oaths
So great, methought they did not well become
A Womans mouth, that thou wouldst ne're enjoy
A man but me.
_Evad_. I never did swear so; you do me wrong.
_King_. Day and night have heard it.
_Evad_. I swore indeed that I would never love
A man of lower place; but if your fortune
Should throw you from this height, I bade you trust
I would forsake you, and would bend to him
That won your Throne; I love with my ambition,
Not with mine eyes; but if I ever yet
Toucht any other, Leprosie light here
Upon my face, which for your Royalty I would not stain.
_King_. Why thou dissemblest, and it is in me to punish thee.
_Evad_. Why, it is in me then not to love you, which will
More afflict your body, than your punishment can mine.
_King_. But thou hast let _Amintor_ lie with thee.
_Evad_. I ha'not.
_King_. Impudence! he saies himself so.
_Evad_. He lyes.
_King_. He does not.
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