_Oliv._ Was ever Maid so near to being undone? Oh Heavens! in bed with the dear Man I love, ready to be betray’d by every Sigh. [_George_ peeps. _Geo._ ‘Tis _Olivia_. Enter _Manage_ groping. _Man._ I left him here--what, by dark? _Endimion_, young, handsome Sir, where are you? [Calls _Olivia_. _Geo._ Do you hear that, Sir? _Man._ Oh, are you here?-- [Runs against _Olivia_. _Oliv._ ‘Slife, ‘tis _Manage_--how shall I escape?-- [Aside. _Man._ Come, Sir, my Lady _Mirtilla_ has dismiss’d her troublesome Lovers, for your more agreeable Company. _Geo._ D’ye hear that, Sir? _Man._ Come softly on, Sir, and follow me. _Oliv._ I’m all Obedience-- She cannot ravish me, and that’s a Comfort. [Aside, going out. _Prince._ Oh, _Lejere_--can this be possible? Can there be such a Woman? _Geo._ Follow him, Sir, and see-- _Prince._ See what!--be witness of her Infamy? Hell! Hell, and all the Fires of Lust possess her! when she’s so old and leud, all Mankind shun her.--I’ll be a Coward in my own dire Revenge, and use no manly Mercy.--But oh, I faint, I faint with Rage and Love, which like two meeting Tides, swell into Storms.--Bear me a minute to my Couch within. _Geo._ What have I done! now I repent my Rashness. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Draws off, discovers _Mirtilla_ at her Toylet, dress’d. Enter _Manage_, leading _Olivia_ in as _Endymion_, who falls at _Mirtilla’s_ Feet, whilst she’s there, sings a Song; she takes him up. _Mir._ Rise,--When Lovers are alone they pardon Ceremony.--I sent for you to end the Night with me; say--how shall we employ it? _Oliv._ I’ll sigh, and gaze upon your lovely Face. _Mir._ Nothing but sigh, and gaze; we shall grow dull. _Oliv._ I’ll tell you Tales of Love, and sing you Songs. _Mir._ Thy Voice, ‘tis true, can charm a thousand ways; but Lovers time their Joys, these for the Day, those for the lovely Night. And when they would be silently in love, have Musick of soft Sighs and gentler Whispers. _Oliv._ Oh, Love inspires all this--What shall I do? [Aside. _Mir._ Nay, think not because I sent for you alone, while Night and Silence favour Lovers Stealths, to take advantage of my yielding Heart. _Oliv._ I wou’d to Heaven she were in earnest now. A Noise. Enter _Manage_. _Man._ Oh, hide your Favourite, Madam--do you hear. _Mir._ A jealous Lover only, comes in such a Storm--Dear, to my Heart, whose Safety is my Life. Submit to be conceal’d--but where--Oh Heavens, he comes--’Tis for you I fear-- [They search for a place. _Man._ He comes-- _Mir._ Here, let my Train secure you--Till now I never found the right Use of long Trains and Farthingals. [She kneels, _Man._ puts her Train over _Olivia_. Enter _Prince_ and _George_, at the Door. _Geo._ ‘Sdeath, you have made these Pauses and Alarms to give her time to jilt you. _Prince._ Pray Heaven she do--I’d not be undeceiv’d for all the Sun surveys. [Enters.