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Scæna 5a.

Enter Clodio, Charino.
Clo.
Assure thy selfe Charino, I am alter'd
From what I was; the tempests we have met with
In our uncertaine voyage, were smooth gales
Compar'd to those, the memory of my lusts
Rais'd in my conscience: and if ere againe
I live to see Zenocia, I will sue,
And seek to her as a Lover, and a Servant,
And not command affection, like a Tyrant.

Char.
In hearing this; you make me young againe,
And heaven, it seemes, favouring this good change in you
In setting of a period to our dangers
Gives us faire hopes, to find that here in Lisbon
Which hitherto in vain we long have sought for.
I have receiv'd assur'd intelligence;
Such strangers have bin seen here: and though yet
I cannot learn their fortunes, nor the place
Of their abode, I have a soule presages
A fortunate event here.

Clo.
There have pass'd
A mutuall enterchange of courtesies
Between me, and the Governour; therfore boldly
We may presume of him, and of his power
If we finde cause to use them, otherwise
I Would not be known here, and these disguises
Will keep us from discovery.

Enter Manuel, Doctor, Arnoldo, Guard.
Char.
What are these?

Clo.
The Governour: with him my Rivall, bound.

Char.
For certaine 'tis Arnoldo.

Clo.
Let's attend
What the successe will be.

Man.
Is't possible
There should be hope of his recovery,
His wounds so many and so deadly?

Doct.
So they appear'd at first, but the blood stop'd,
His trance forsook him, and on better search
We found they were not mortall;

Man.
Use all care
To perfect this unhop'd for cure: that done
Propose your own rewards; and till you shall
Heare farther from me, for some ends I have,
Conceal'd it from his Mother.

Doct.
Wee'l not faile Sir.

Exit.
Man.
You stil stand confident on your innocence.

Arn.
It is my best and last guard, which I will not
Leave, to relye on your uncertaine mercy.

Enter Hypolita, Zabulon, Leopold, Zenocia, 2 Servants.
Hyp.
Who bade you follow me! Goe home, & you Sir,
As you respect me, goe with her.

Arn.
Zenocia?
And in her house a Servant?

Cha.
'Tis my daughter.

Clo.
My love? Contain your joy, observe the sequel.

Zen. passes
Man.
Fye Madam, how undecent 'tis for you.
So far, unlike your selfe to bee seene thus
In th'open streets? why do you kneele? pray you rise,
I am acquainted with the wrong, and losse
You have sustain'd, and the Delinquent now
Stands ready for his punishment.

Hyp.
Let it fall Sir,
On the offender: he is innocent
And most unworthy of these bonds he weares,
But I made up of guilt.

Man.
VVhat strange turne's this?

Leo.
This was my prisoner once.

Hyp.
If chastity
In a young man, and tempted to the height too
Did ere deserve reward, or admiration,
He justly may claim both. Love to his person
(Or if you please give it a fowler name)
Compel'd me first to train him to my house,
All engines I rais'd there to shake his vertue,
Which in the assault were uselesse; he unmov'd stil
As if he had no part of humane frailty,
Against the nature of my Sex, almost
I plaid the Ravisher. You might have seen
In our contention, young Apollo fly
And love-sicke Daphne follow, all arts failing,
By flight he wan the victory, breaking from
My scorn'd embraces: the repulse (in women
Unsufferable) invited me to practise
A meanes to be reveng'd: and from this grew
His Accusation, and the abuse
Of your still equall justice: My rage ever
Thanks heaven, though wanton, I found not my selfe
So far engag'd to hell, to prosecute
To the death what I had plotted, for that love
That made me first desire him, then accuse him,
Commands me with the hazard of my selfe
First to entreate his pardon, then acquit him.

Man.
What ere you are, so much I love your vertue
That I desire your friendship: doe you unloose him
From those bonds, you are worthy of, your repentance
Makes part of satisfaction; yet I must
Severely reprehend you.

Leo.
I am made
A stale on all parts: But this fellow shall
Pay dearely for her favour.

Arn.
My life's so full
Of various changes, that I now despaire
Of any certaine port; one trouble ending,
A new, and worse succeeds it: what should Zenocia
Doe in this womans house? Can chastity
And hot Lust dwell together without infection?
I would not be or jealous, or secure,
Yet something must be done, to sound the depth on't:
That she lives is my blisse, but living there,
A hell of torments; there's no way to her
In whom I live, but by this door, through which
To me, 'tis death to enter, yet I must,
And will make tryall.

Man.
Let me hear no more
Of these devices, Lady: this I pardon,
And at your intercession I forgive
Your instrument the Jew too: get you home.
The hundred thousand crowns you lent the City
Towards the setting forth of the last Navy
Bound for the islands, was a good then, which
I ballance with your ill now.

Char.
Now Sir, to him,
You know my daughter needs it.

Hyp.
Let me take
A farewell with mine ey, Sir, though my lip,
Be barr'd the Ceremonie, courtesie
And custome too allowes of.

Arn.
Gentle Madam,
I neither am so cold, nor so ill bred
But that I dare receive it: you are unguarded,
And let me tell you that I am asham'd
Of my late rudeness, and would gladly therefore
If you please to accept my ready service
Waite on you to your house.

Hyp.
Above my hope:
Sir, if an Angel were to be my convoy
He should not be more welcome.—

Exit Arn. and Hyp.
Clo.
Now you know me.

Man.
Yes Sir, and honour you: ever remembring
Your many bounties, being ambitious only
To give you cause to say by some one service
That I am not ungratefull.

Clo.
'Tis now offer'd:
I have a suite to you, and an easie one,
Which e're long you shall know.

Man.
When you think fit Sir,
And then as a command; I will receive it,
Till when, most welcome: you are welcome too Sir,
'Tis spoken from the heart, and therefore needs not
Much protestation: at your better leysure
I will enquire the cause that brought you hither:
In the meane time serve you.

Clo.
You out-doe me Sir.

Exeunt.