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SCEN. VII.
Ballio, Tyndarus, Asotus, Techmessa, Pamphilus, Evadne.Tyn.
O heavens! who will not dare
Henceforth to scorn your powers, and call sacriledge
Merit and pietie? I do not see
A hair deform'd, no tooth or nail sustain
The brand of her deserved shame. You punish't
The Queen of beauty with a mole; but certainly
Her perjury hath added to her form,
And that the abused gods bribe her with beauty,
As th' wrack'd tenant strives to buy the favour
Of his imperious Landlord.
Evad.
Gentle Tyndarus,
Load not weak shoulders with too great a burthen.
Tyn.
O lust! on what bright altars blaze thy flames,
While chastity lets her cold fires glow out
In deform'd temples, and on ruin'd altars!
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And can with jewels, rings, and other toyes
Purchase your journeymen-letchers.
Evad.
My chaste eare
Has been a stranger to such words as these,
I have not sinne enough to understand 'um,
And wonder where my Tyndarus learnt that language.
Tyn.
I am turn'd eagle now, and have an eye
Dares boldly gaze on that adulterate sunne.
I must be short. Who must this ring direct
Into your guilty sheets?
Evad.
I do not know
How I should lose that pledge of my Lords love:
But 'tis not in the power of any thief
To steal away the heart I have vowed yours:
And would to all the gods I had kept it there!
Asot.
Come, blush not bashfull bellipiece—I will meet thee.
I ever keep my word with a fair lady.
I will requite that jewell with a richer.
The glorious heavens arayd in all their starres
Shall not outshine thee. Be not, girle, asham'd.
These are acquainted with it. I would vex 'um
To night with the remembrance of those sports
We shall enjoy, then pleasures double rise
When both we feed, and they shall Tantalize.
Evad.
It is not manly in you, Sir, to ruine
A virgins fame, with hazard of your own.
Asot.
Tut, lasse, no matter, we'le be manly anon.
Tyn.
A fine dissembler! ha! what tumults here?
Enter Pægnium and officers.
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