_Mel_. Who can see him thus, And not swear vengeance? what's the matter friend? _Amin_. Out with thy sword; and hand in hand with me Rush to the Chamber of this hated King, And sink him with the weight of all his sins to hell for ever. _Mel_. 'Twere a rash attempt, Not to be done with safety: let your reason Plot your revenge, and not your passion. _Amint_. If thou refusest me in these extreams, Thou art no friend: he sent for her to me; By Heaven to me; my self; and I must tell ye I love her as a stranger; there is worth In that vile woman, worthy things, _Melantius_; And she repents. I'le do't my self alone, Though I be slain. Farewell. _Mel_. He'l overthrow my whole design with madness: _Amintor_, think what thou doest; I dare as much as valour; But 'tis the King, the King, the King, _Amintor_, With whom thou fightest; I know he's honest, [_Aside_. And this will work with him. _Amint_. I cannot tell What thou hast said; but thou hast charm'd my sword Out of my hand, and left me shaking here defenceless. _Mel_. I will take it up for thee. _Amint_. What a wild beast is uncollected man! The thing that we call Honour, bears us all Headlong unto sin, and yet it self is nothing. _Mel_. Alas, how variable are thy thoughts! _Amint_. Just like my fortunes: I was run to that I purpos'd to have chid thee for. Some Plot I did distrust thou hadst against the King By that old fellows carriage: but take heed, There is not the least limb growing to a King, But carries thunder in it. _Mel_. I have none against him. _Amint_. Why, come then, and still remember we may not think revenge. _Mel_. I will remember. _Actus Quintus_. _Enter_ Evadne _and a_ Gentleman. _Evad_. Sir, is the King abed? _Gent_. Madam, an hour ago. _Evad_. Give me the key then, and let none be near; 'Tis the Kings pleasure. _Gent_. I understand you Madam, would 'twere mine. I must not wish good rest unto your Ladiship. _Evad_. You talk, you talk. _Gent_. 'Tis all I dare do, Madam; but the King will wake, and then. _Evad_. Saving your imagination, pray good night Sir. _Gent_. A good night be it then, and a long one Madam; I am gone.