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Scena prima.
A Banquet set forth: Then enter Polidacre, Antiphila, Servants and Musitians.Pol.
You will pardon a sudden entertainment.
Ant.
I hope we need not complement.
Pol.
You do instruct me.
Sit down (my sweet Antiphila) and taste.
Fill wine:
All health and happiness to you (dear Mistris.)
Ant.
A true return of loyal thanks.
Pol.
Play a more merry tune: I do abhor
What ever relisheth of melancholy.
Sing, the spheres are dull—
Apply it to your self that best deserve it.
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The Spheres are dull, and do not makeSuch Musick as my ears will take:
The slighted Birds may cease to sing,
Their chirpings do not grace the spring:
The Nightingal is sad in vain,
I care not to hear her complain:
While I have ears and you a tongue,
I shall think all things else go wrong.
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The Poets feign'd that Orpheus couldMake stones to follow where he would:
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Your voice) a truth they might have shown.
All instruments most sadly go,
Because your tongue excels them so:
While I have ears, and you a tongue,
I shall think all things else go wrong.
Ant.
Tis pretty.
Pol.
Reiterate again your yielding, Lady,
And once more let your breath perfume those words.
Ant.
Sir, I am yours.
Pol.
And I my fair Antiphila's, your tongue
Hath made me happy.
Ant.
May your joy last long.
Exeunt omnes
| The Obstinate Lady | |