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If one I lean to, th'other is disvalued :
You're tiery both, and love will make you

warmer'.
Clari. lhe warıner still the fitter. You're

a tool, lady. Olin. To what may love, and the devil jealousy, spur you,

{tion; Is too apparent; my name's call'd in ques. Your swords liv out, your angers range at large: Then what a murder of my modesty follows ! Clari. Take heed of that by any means.

Oh, innocent, That will deny a blessing when 'tis offer'd! 'Would I were murder'd so, I'd thaok iny Cic. What pause you

on? [muodesty. Olin. It is at length resolv'd.

Clara. We're on the rack ; uncertain exThe greatest torture!

[pectation Lid. Command what you please, And you shall see how willingly we'll esecute. O!in. Then hear what, for your satisfac

tion, And to preserve your friendship, I resolve Against myself; and 'tis not to be alter'd: [it, You're both brave gentlemen, I'll still protess Both noble servants, for whose gentle offers The undeserving and the poor Olinda (ously; I's ever bound; you love both, fair and virru'Would I could be so happy to content both ! Which since I cannot, take this resolute ánGo from me both contendediy, and he (swer: That last makes bis return, and conies to visit,

[well! Comes to my bed. You know my will; tareMy hcart's too big to utter mure. Come, Cal. I'll wait on you to your coach.[friend!

[E.reunt Olin. Cul, und Clari. Cle. You both look blank; I cannot blame you.

Lid. We have our dispatches.
Clara, I'll home.
Lid. And I'll abroad again : Farewell!
Clura, Farewell to ye!

[Ěreunt Clara. und Lid. Çle. Their blunt departure troubles me:

I fear,
A sudden and a dangerous division
Of their long love will follow. Have you took
Your leave of fair Olinda?

Enter Calista.
Cal. She is gone, sir.
Cle. Had you brought news Lisander were

return d tuo,
I were most happy.
Cat Still

upon

Lisander? [health; Cle. i know be loves nie, as he loves his And Heav'ı knows I love hiin. Cal. I tind it so;

you. For me you have forgot, and what I'm to Cle. Oh, think uot so,

If you had lost a sister

you; You lock'd all your delightsin, it would grieve A little vou would wander from the fondness You ow'd your husband: I have lost a friend,

A noble friend; all tliat was excellent
In mari, or mankind, was containd within
That loss, my wife-

[him.
Enter Malfort.
Malf. Madam, your sobie father.com
A tee tür my good news!

Cul. Why, what of him, sir?
Atal. Is lighted at the door, and longs to

sec yolla
Cul. uend lim hither.

Cle. Oh, my dear Lisander! [lista. But I'll be inerry. Let's meci him, my CaCul. I hope Lisander's love will now be

buried: My father will bring joy enough for one To put

him out of 's memory. (monit), Enter Dorilaus; his arm in a scarf. Dor. Ilow do you, sou ? Bless my fair child! I'm come to visit you, To see what house you keep; they say you're

boungtul; I like the noise well, and I come to try it. Ne'er a great beliy yey? llow have you trifted!

son't If I had done so, son, I should have heard On both sides, by sami Dennis!

Cle. You're nobly welcome, sir; We've tinie enough for that.

Dor. See how she blushes; 'Tis a good sign, you'! mend your fanle.

Blow cost thou, My good Cilista!

Cai. Well, now I see you, sir; Tyou. I hope you bring a fruituluess along with Dur. Goodluck, I ne'er miss; I was ever.

good ai Your, aiother groand for’t, wench; so did

some other,
But I durst never tell.

Cal. Ilow does your arm, sir?
Çle. Ilave you been let blood of late?
Dor. Against my will, sir.
Cul. A tal, dear father ?

Dor. No; a gun, dear daughter; [tock, Two or three uuns; I've one here in my bul'Twould trouble a surgeon's teeth to pull it Cal. Oii, me! oh, me!

Lout. Dor. Nay, if you fall to fainting, 'Tis time for me to trudge: Art such a coward, At the mere game of liurt to change thy co

lour? I have been shot that men might see clean

shroʻme, And yet

I tainted not. Besides myself, Here are an Hospital of hurt nen for you. Enter Serrants, wounded in scveral places Cle. What should this wonder be? Cal. I'm amaz'd at it. Dor. What think ye of these. they're

every one hurt soundly, Ilurt to the proot; they're thro' and thro',

I assure ye;

sbot at us,

And that's good game: they scorn your pu Cul. I'm glad 'tis come, sir; liug scratches.

My heart was ev'n a-bloeding in my body. Cul. Who did this, sir?

Dur. A curl'd-hair gentleinan stepp'd in, Dor. Leave crying, and I'll tell you ;

a stranger; And get your piaisters, and your warı stoops As he rode by, belike he heard our bickering, ready

(over? Saw our distresses, drew his sword, and prov'd Have you ne'er a shepherd that can tar us He came to execute, and not to argue. I'will prove a business elst, we are so many. Lord, what a lightning methought flew about Coming to see you, I was set upon,

him, I and my men, as we were singing frolickly; When he once toss'd his blade! In face Not dreaming of an ambush of base rogues, Adonis,

[brows; Set on i'cli' forest, I've forgot the oaine While Peace inhabited between his eyeCle. 'Twixt this and Foutainebleau ? in the But when his noble anger stirr'd his mettle, wild forest?

{forest, And blew his fiery parts into a flame, (mies, Dor. The same, the same, in that accursed Like Pallas, when she sits between two atSet on by villains, that makc boot of all meu; Viewing with horrid brows their sad events, Tlie peers ut France are pillage there. They Such then he look'd, and as her shield had

arın'd him. Hurt us, whors'd us, caine to th' sword, Cul. This man, sir, were a friend to give there plied us,

an age for Oppress'd us with fresh multitudes, fresh This gentleman I must love nat'rally; (sir. shut still;

Nothing can kcep inc off. I pray you go on, Rogues that would bang themselves for a Dor. I will, for now you please me. This fresh doublet,

brave youth, And for a scarlet cassock kill their fathers ! This bud of Wars, (for yet he is no riper) Cle. Lighted you among these?

When once he had drawn bloud, and feslid Dor. Among these murderers

his sword, Our poor bloods were engag'd; yet we struck Fitted his manly mettle to his spirit, Bravely,

shun us, How he hestirr'd bin! what a lane he made, And more thau once or twice we made them And thro' their tiery bullets thrust securely, Aud shrink their rugged heads; but we were The harlen'il villains wond'rilig at his confte hurt all.

dence! Cle. How came you off? for I ev'n long to Lame as I was, I follow'll, and admir'd too, hear that.

Aud stirr’d, and laid about me with vet Dor. After our prayers made to fleav'n to spirit;

[tion, help us,

My inen too with new hearts thrust into aco Or to be merciful unto our souls, wipe! And down the rogues went. So ncar we vere - Alas, poor wench, wipe, Cie. I am struck with wonder! (l’ector, See, Ileav’u sends remedy.

Dur. Reinember but the story of strong 7 and your warin stupes ready.] Stoops (for so it should he spelt) bere signifies liquids to bathe inner womits: A stop of wine is inentioned by Shakespeare in Othello, and we believe in Tveitti-Night. Thrissie espression occurs in other old authors; and i this very play, uct ii. where Dorilaus savs,

* And forty stoops of wine, drank at thy funeral.' in fuce Horis, While Perebe's exc.] These lines, though spoken by a comic personage, are almost worthy to cope with the famous passage in Sh:akespeare's l'enry V, which breathes the very spirit bf Tyrtibus :

' In peace, there's nothing so hecomes a man
• As indest stillness and humility:

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
• Tren imitate the action of the tyger;
Stirien the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise sair Natore with harit-favour'd rage:
"Then lend the eve a terrible aspect;
Let it

Pry

thro' tbe portage of the head,
Like the brass cannon: ler the brow v'erwhelm it,
"As fearfully as doch a galled rock
• O'er-liang anjutty his contounded base,
• Swillid with the wild and wasteful ocean.

Vow set the teeth), and stretch the nostril nide;
* Hold hard the fireith, and bend up every spirit,
Tu wis l'ull height!

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this man

my silence.

When like to lightning he broke thro' bis Sery. I know his name. vanguard 9,

Cal. There's thy reward for't; speak it. Jlow the Greeks frighted ran away by troops,

[Gives a purse: And trod down troops to save their lives; so Serv. His man told me; but he desir'd Dispers'd these slaves: Ilad they been more Cal. Oh, Jasper, speak! 'tis thy good and mightier,

master's canse too: He had come off the greater and in ore wonder. We allare bound in gratitude to compel thee. Cle. Where is the man, good sir, that we Serv. Lisander? yes, I'ın sure it was Limay honour him?

Thin. Cul. Lisander? 'was Lisander. [san:ler. Cal. That we may fall in superstition to Cle. 'Tis Lisander,

[question Dor. I know not that; from me he late Oh, my base thoughts, my wicked! to niake departed,

This act could be another man's! it is LiBut not without that pious care to see safe A handsome-timber'd man? [sander. Me, and my weak men lodg’d, and dress'd. Sero. Yes. I urg'd him

[lim: Cle. Mv Lisander! First bither, that I might more freely thank Was this friend's absence to be mourn'd? He told me he had business,crav'd my pardon,

Cal. I grant it; Business of much import.

I'll mouru his going now, and mourn it seCle. Know you his name?

riously.

[company. Dor. That he denied me too; a vow had When you weep for him, sir, I'll bear you barr'd hiin.

[less. That so much honour, so much honesty, Cal. In that he was pot noble to be name Should be in one man, to do things thus Dur. Daughter, you must remember him bravely!

(service? when I am dead,

Make liis saint? to me give this brave And in a noble sort requite bis picty! What may I do to recompense his goodness? 'Twas his desire to dedicate this service I cannot tell. To your fair thoughts.

Cle. Come, sir, I know you're sickly; Cal. He knows me then?

So are your inen. Dor. I nam'd you,

skoowledge. Dor. I must confess I'ın weak, And nam'd you mine : I think that's all his And fitter for a bed than long discourses: Cle. No name? no being?

You shall hear tomorrow.–TomorrowCal. Now I'm mad to know him!

Provide surgeous Saving mine honour, any thing I had now,

Cle. Lisander! But to enjoy his sight, but his bare picture Cal. Ibat new fire is this? Lisander! Make me his saint? I must needs ho..our him,

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9 When like to lightning he broke through his vanguard.] Mr. Seward says, “to break from his vanguard is the truc iinage;' but as from would hurt the measure, the corruption, savs he, ‘ is probably in the relative his, which should be the or their, i.e. the Greciau vanguard.' We think it means his own vanguard, and that THROUGII his rungüard conveys the same image as From it, with more warmih of expression. 10 Clea. You shall hear tomorrow, tomorrow provide surgcons.

Dor. Lisunder -) So all foriner editions ; but we think the speakers and the punctuito tion wrong. The first line, we apprehend, should coine from the old man, Dorilaus; and the pointing be as we have placed it in the text, whirli expresses bis faintness : ceeding to speak, but is forced to desist, and to call for assistance. The exclamativn, · Li• sander!' should then come from Cleander.

Ile is pro

ACT II.

SCENE T.
Enter Lisunder and Lancelot,
Lis. PRITUEE, good Lancelot, remen-

ber that
Thy master's life is in thy trust; and there-
Be very careful.

Lan. I will lose mine own, Rather than hazard yours.

Lis. Take what disguise
You in your own discretion shall think fittest,
To keep yourself unknown.

Lun. I warrant you;
'Tis not the first time I have invisible:
I am as fine a fairy in a business
Concerning night-work-

Lis. Leave your vanities. [spare
With this purse (which deliver’d, you may

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To
part

both from her, and the last returnCalista's woman. Lan. 'Tis a handsome girl;

• Should be her lord ;' we obey'd; and now Mistress Clarinda.

with't) Lis. I have made her mine.

And, for my part, (so truly I am touch'd You know your work.

I will go far enough, and be the last too, Lan. And if I sweat pot in it,

Or ne'er return. At my return discard me.

[Erit. Lis. A sentence of much cruelty, son me. Lis. Oh, Calista!

But mild, compard with what's pronounc'd The fairest, cruellest

Our loving youth is born to many miseries.

What is that Lidian, privy you?
Enter Clarange.

Clara, Calista's brother,
Clara. So early stirring?

If ever you have lieard of that fair laly. A good day to you!

Lis. I've seen her, sir. Lis. I was viewing, sir,

Claru. Then you have seen a wonder. The site of your house, and th' handsome Lis. I do confess. Of what years is this ness about it:

Lidian? Believe me it stands healthfully and sweetly. Cluru. About my years; there is not mucha Clara. The house and master of it really

between us. Are ever at your service.

Lis. I long to know him. Lis. I return it:

Clara, Tis a virtuous longing : Now, if you please, go forward in your story As many hopes hang on his noble head, Of your dear friend and mistress.

As blossoins on a bough in May, and sweet Clara. I will tell it,

ones.
And tell it sliort, because 'tis breakfast time, Lis. You're a fair story

of
your

friend, And(love's a tediousthing to a quick stomach) Clara. Of truth, sir. You eat not yesternight.

Now, what's the matter? Lis. I shall endure, sir.

you) Clara. Miyself and (as I then deliver'd to

Enter a Serwant. A gentleman ot' noble hope, one Lidiai),

Sero. There's a gentleman fbuisness. Bith brought up from our infancy together,

At door would speak with you on private One company, one friendship, and one Clara. With me?

[hima

Sero. Ile says so, and brings haste about Erer affecting, one bed bolding us,

Clara. Wait on him in. [Erit Servant. Onegrief and one joy parted still between us, Lis. I will retire the while, to the next More than companions, twins in all our ac

Ecit. tions,

still: Claru. We shall not long disturb you. We grew up till we were men, held one beart Time call'd us on to arins, we were one sol

Enter Alcidon. dier,

Alc. Save you, sir! Alike we sought our dangers and our honours, Clara. The like to you, fair sir ! 'Pray you Gloried alike one in another's nobicness :

[not: When arms had made us fit, we were one Alc. 'Pray you instruct lover,

With mopsicur Clarange I would speak. We lov'd one woman, lor' without division, Clara. I'm be, sir : And woo'd a long time with one fair affection; You are nobly welcome. I wait your business, And she, as it appears, loves us alike too. Alc. This will inform you. At length, considering what our love must

[Gives him a letter, which he reads. grow to,

Clara. Will you please to sit down? [hiin And covet in the end, this one was parted; He shall command me, sir; I'll wait upon Rivals and honours make men stand at di Within this hour.

Ale. You are a noble gentleman. [of us, We then woo'd with adrantaye, but were Will't please you bring a trieci? we are two friends still,

And pity either, sir, should be unfurnishi'et. Saluted fairly, kept the peace of love;

Clura. I have none now; and the time's We could not both enjoy the lady's favour, set so short, Without some scandal to her reputation ; 'Twill not be possible. We put it to her choice; this was her sen dic. Do me the honour; tence,

I know you are so full of brave acquaintance, " One company, one friendship, &c.] In this description of the friendship of Clarange and Lidian, our Author seems to have intended an imitation of the excellent account of female friendship in Shakespeare's Midsummer-Night's Dream; to which this, however, cannot be entitled to a comparison.

d much better, on the same subject, will be seen in The Two Noble Kinsinen, act i, scene 5. R.

exorcise

room.

COM Ucar.

for I know you me,

stanice.

And worthy friends, you cannot want a "And so return more fit to wed our sepulchres, partner;

• Than the saint we aim at; let us therefore I would be loath to stand still, sir. Besides, make You know the custom and the vantage of it, • Our journey short and our hearts ready, and, If you come in alone.

• With our swords in our hauds, put it to Clara, And I must meet it. [cqual: fortune

(ing. Alc. Send; we'll deter an hour, let us be • Which shall be worthy to receive that blessGaines won and lost on equal teríus shew * I'll stay you on the mountain, our old huntfairest. [ther, iny-place.

[me: Clara. 'Tis to no purpose to send any wbi • This gentleman alone runs the hazard with Unless men be at home by revelation, . And so I kiss your hand. So please you breath a while, when I have

"Your servant, Lidian.' done with bin

[man.

Is this
your

wench? You'll find her a sharp You may be exercis'd too: I'll trouble no

mistress,

[Lidian What have I thrust myself into? Is this that Enler Lisander.

You told me of? Lis. They're very loud. Now, what's the

Clara. The same. Clura. I inust leave you,

[news?

Lis. My lady's brother! Leave you a while; two hours hence I'll re No cause to heave my sword against but his? turn, friend.

To save the fatlier yesterday, and this mornLis. Why, what's the matter?

ing

[teous; Clara. A little business.

To help to kill the son: This is most courLis. An't be but a little, you may take me The only way to make the daughter dote on with you.

me!

[off? Clura. 'Twill be a troulle to you.

Clara. Why do you muse? would you go Lis. No, indeed;

Lis. No, no;
To do

you
service I account a pleasure. I must on now. -

v. - This will be kindly taken; Clara. I inust alone.

No life to sacrifice, but part of hers ?-Lis. Why?

Do you fight straight? Clara. 'l'is necessity.

Clara. Yes, presently. Before you pass the walks, and back again, Lis. Tomorrow, then, I will be with you.

The baleful tidings of this day will break out, Lis. If't be not unmannerly

And this night's sun will set in blood. I'm To press you, I would yo.

troubled! Clura. I'll tell you true, sir;

If I ain kill'd, I'm happy.
This gentleman and I, upou appointment, Clara. Will you go, friend?
Are going to visit a lady.

Lis. I'm ready, sir. Fortune, th' hast mado Lis. I'm no Capuchin ;

me monstrous !

[Ereunt. Why should not I go? Alc. Take the gentleman ;

Enter Malfort und Clurinda. Come, he may see the gentlewoman too, Malf. Your cousin, and my true friend, And be most welcome; I do beseech you listy Leon, take hiin.

(woman, Shall kuow how you use me. Lis. By any means; I love to see a gentle Clari. Be more temperate, A pretty wench too.

Or I will never use, not know you more Cluru. Well, sir, we will meet you,

I tho

way of a servant: All the house takes And at the place. My service to the lady.

notice Ale. I kiss

[Erit. Of your ridiculous foppery; I've no soonet Clura. Prithee read o'er ber letter. Perform’d my duties in my lady's chamber,

And she scarce down the stairs, but you apa Lis. [reading.]' Monsieur, stence

pear • I know you have consider'd "2 the dark sen

Like my evil spirit to me. "Olinda rave us; and that, however she dis

Hult. Can the fish live puis d it,

Out of the water, or the salamander * It pointed more at eur swords' edges than

Out of the fire? or I live warm, but in • Our bodies' banishments: The last must cnjoy her!

[ing;

The frying-pan of your favour?

Clari. 'Pray you forget • If we retire, our youths are lost in wander' In emulation we shall grow old men

Your curious comparisons, borrow'd from And feeble, (which is the scord of love,

The poud and kitchen, and remenaber what and rust of honour,)

Niy lady's pleasure is for the entertainment

of her noble father. 12 I know you have consider'd, &c.] This letter has hitherto been printed as prose; but we think it was intended for metre, and is as smootla verse as many other passages of our Authors.

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