1310Arcite. The Duke has lost Hypolita; each tooke

1311A severall land. This is a solemne Right

1312They owe bloomd May, and the Athenians pay it

1313To'th heart of Ceremony: O Queene Emilia

1314Fresher then May, sweeter

1315Then hir gold Buttons on the bowes, or all

1316Th'enamelld knackes o'th Meade, or garden, yea

1317(We challenge too) the bancke of any Nymph

1318That makes the streame seeme flowers; thou o Iewell

1319O'th wood, o'th world, hast likewise blest a pace

1320With thy sole presence, in thy rumination

1321That I poore man might eftsoones come betweene

1322And chop on some cold thought, thrice blessed chance

1323To drop on such a Mistris, expectation

1324most giltlesse on't: tell me O Lady Fortune

1325(Next after Emely my Soveraigne) how far

F2 I

1326I may be prowd. She takes strong note of me,

1327Hath made me neere her; and this beuteous Morne

1328(The prim'st of all the yeare) presents me with

1329A brace of horses, two such Steeds might well

1330Be by a paire of Kings backt, in a Field

1331That their crownes titles tride: Alas, alas

1332Poore Cosen Palamon, poore prisoner, thou

1333So little dream'st upon my fortune, that

1334Thou thinkst thy selfe, the happier thing, to be

1335So neare Emilia, me thou deem'st at Thebs,

1336And therein wretched, although free; But if

1337Thou knew'st my Mistris breathd on me, and that

1338I ear'd her language, livde in her eye; O Coz

1339What passion would enclose thee.

1342Palamon. Traytor kinseman,

1343Thou shouldst perceive my passion, if these signes

1344Of prisonment were off me, and this hand

1345But owner of a Sword: By all othes in one

1346I, and the iustice of my love would make thee

1347A confest Traytor, o thou most persidious

1348That ever gently lookd the voydes of honour.

1349That eu'r bore gentle Token; falsest Cosen

1350That ever blood made kin, call'st thou hir thine?

1351Ile prove it in my Shackles, with these hands,

1352Void of appointment, that thou ly'st, and art

1353A very theefe in love, a Chaffy Lord

1354Nor worth the name of villaine: had I a Sword

1355And these house clogges away.

1356Arc. Deere Cosin Palamon,

1357Pal. Cosoner Arcite, give me language, such

1358As thou hast shewd me feate.

1359Arc. Not finding in

1360The circuit of my breast, any grosse stuffe

1361To forme me like your blazon, holds me to

1362This gentlenesse of answer; tis your passion

1363That thus mistakes, the which to you being enemy,

1364Cannot to me be kind: honor, and honestie

1365I cherish, and depend on, howsoev'r

1366You skip them in me, and with them faire Coz

1367Ile maintaine my proceedings; pray be pleas'd

1368To shew in generous termes, your griefes, since that

1369Your question's with your equall, who professes

1370To cleare his owne way, with the minde and Sword

1371Of a true Gentleman.

1372Pal. That thou durst Arcite.

1373Arc. My Coz, my Coz, you have beene well advertis'd

1374How much I dare, y'ave seene me use my Sword

1375Against th' advice of feare: sure of another

1376You would not heare me doubted, but your silence

1377Should breake out, though i'th Sanctuary.

1378Pal. Sir,

1379I have seene you move in such a place, which well

1380Might justifie your manhood, you were calld

1381A good knight and a bold; But the whole weeke's not(faire

1382If any day it rayne: Their valiant temper

1383Men loose when they encline to trecherie,

1384And then they fight like compelld Beares, would fly

1385Were they not tyde.

1386Arc. Kinsman; you might as well

1387Speake this, and act it in your Glasse, as to

1388His eare, which now disdaines you.

1389Pal. Come up to me,

1390Quit me of these cold Gyves, give me a Sword

1391Though it be rustie, and the charity

1392Of one meale lend me; Come before me then

1393A good Sword in thy hand, and doe but say

1394That Emily is thine, I will forgive

1395The trespasse thou hast done me, yea my life

1396If then thou carry't, and brave soules in shades

1397That have dyde manly, which will seeke of me

1398Some newes from earth, they shall get none but this

1399That thou art brave, and noble.

1400Arc. Be content,

1401Againe betake you to your hawthorne house,

1402With counsaile of the night, I will be here

1403With wholesome viands; these impediments

1404Will I file off, you shall have garments, and

1405Perfumes to kill the smell o'th prison, after

1406When you shall stretch your selfe, and say but Arcite

1407I am in plight, there shall be at your choyce

1408Both Sword, and Armour.

1409Pal. Oh you heavens, dares any

1410So noble beare a guilty busines! none

1411But onely Arcite, therefore none but Arcite

1412In this kinde is so bold.

1413Arc. Sweete Palamon.

1414Pal. I doe embrace you, and your offer, for

1415Your offer doo't I onely, Sir your person

1416Without hipocrisy I may not wish

1418More then my Swords edge ont.

1419Arc. You heare the Hornes;

1420Enter your Musicke least this match between's

1421Be crost, er met, give me your hand, farewell.

1422Ile bring you every needfull thing: I pray you

1423Take comfort and be strong.

1424Pal. Pray hold your promise;

1425And doe the deede with a bent brow, most crtaine

1426You love me not, be rough with me, and powre

1427This oile out of your language; by this ayre

1428I could for each word, give a Cuffe: my stomach

1429not reconcild by reason,

1430Arc. Plainely spoken,

1431Yet pardon me hard language, when I spur

1433My horse, I chide him not; content, and anger

1434In me have but one face. Harke Sir, they call

1435The scatterd to the Banket; you must guesse

1436I have an office there.

1437Pal. Sir your attendance

1438Cannot please heaven, and I know your office

1439Vnjustly is atcheev'd.

1440Arc. If a good title,

1441I am perswaded this question sicke between's,

1442By bleeding must be cur'd. I am a Suitour,

1443That to your Sword you will bequeath this plea,

1444And talke of it no more.

1445Pal. But this one word:

1446You are going now to gaze upon my Mistris,

1447For note you, mine she is.

1448Arc, Nay then.

1449Pal. Nay pray you,

1450You talke of feeding me to breed me strength

1451You are going now to looke upon a Sun

1452That strengthens what it lookes on, there

1453You have a vantage ore me, but enjoy't till

1454I may enforce my remedy. Farewell. Exeunt.