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begin withal; as, for example, he or she said a thousand sottises to me. Proceed.

Phil. Figure: As, what a figure of a man is there! Naive, and naiveté.

Mel. Naive! as how?

Phil. Speaking of a thing that was naturally said, it was so naive; or, such an innocent piece of simplicity, 'twas such a naiveté.

Mel. Truce with your interpretations. Make haste.

Phil. Foible, chagrin, grimace, embarrasse, double entendre, equivoque, ecclaircissement, suitte, beveue, façon, penchant, coup d'etourdy, and ridicule. i Mel. Hold, hold; how did they begin?

Phil. They began at sottises, and ended en ridicule.

Mel. Now, give me your paper in my hand, and hold you my glass, while I practise my postures for the day. [MELANTHA laughs in the glass.] How does that laugh become my face?

· Phil. Sovereignly well, inadam. · Mel. Sovereignly ? Let me die, that's not amiss. That word shall not be yours; I'll invent it, and bring it up myself: My new point gorget shall be yours upon't. Not a word of the word, I charge you.

Phil. I am dumb, madam.
Mel. That glance, how suits it with my face?

[Looking in the glass again, Phil. 'Tis so languissant !

Mel. Languissant! that word shall be mine too, and my last Indian gown thine for't. That sigh?

Looks again. Phil. 'Twill make a man sigh, madam. 'Tis a mere incendiary.

Mel. Take my guimp petticoat for that truth. If thou hast most of these phrases, let me die but

I could give away all my wardrobe, and go naked for them.

Phil. Go naked? Then you would be a Venus, madam. O Jupiter! what had I forgot? This paper was given me by Rhodophil's page.

Mel. Reading the letter.] Beg the favour from you. Gratify my passion-so far- assignation in the grotto-behind the terrace--clock this evening- Well, for the billets doux there is no man in Sicily must dispute with Rhodophil; they are so French, so gallant, and so tendre, that I cannot resist the temptation of the assignation. Now, go you away, Philotis; it imports me to practise what to say to my servant when I meet him. [Exit PHILOTIS.] Rhodophil, you'll wonder at my assurance to meet you here;- let me die, I am so out of breath with coming, that I can render you no reason of it. -Then he will make this repartee; Madam, I have no reason to accuse you for that which is so great a favour to me.---Then I reply, But why have you drawn me to this solitary place? Let me die, but I am apprehensive of some violence from you.-Then says he, Solitude, madam, is most fit for lovers; but by this fair hand N ay, now I vow you're rude, sir. O fy, fy, fy; I hope you'll be honourable ?-You'd laugh at me if I should, madam.-What, do you mean to throw me down thus? Ah me! ah ! ah ! ah !

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Enter POLYDAMAS, LEONIDAS, and Guards. O Venus ! the king and court. Let me die, but I fear they have found my foible, and will turn me into ridicule.

[Exit, running.
Leon. Sir, I beseech you.
Poly. Do not urge my patience.

Leon. I'll not deny,
But what your spies informed you of is true:

I love the fair Palmyra; but I loved her
Before I knew your title to my blood.

Enter PALMYRA guarded.
See, here she comes, and looks, amidst her guards,
Like a weak dove under the falcon’s gripe.
O heaven, I cannot bear it.

Poly. Maid, come hither.
Have you presumed so far, as to receive
My son's affections ?

Palm. Alas, what shall I answer? To confess it
Will raise a blush upon a virgin's face; .
Yet I was ever taught 'twas base to lie.
Poly. You've been too bold, and you must love

no more. Palm. Indeed I must; I cannot help my love; I was so tender when I took the bent, That now I grow that way.

Poly. He is a prince, and you are meanly born.

Leon. Love either finds equality, or makes it: Like death, he knows no difference in degrees, But plains, and levels all.

Palm. Alas! I had not rendered up my heart, Had he not loved me first; but he preferred me Above the maidens of my age and rank, Still shunned their company, and still sought mine. I was not won by gifts, yet still he gave; And all his gifts, though small, yet spoke his love. He picked the earliest strawberries in woods, The clustered filberds, and the purple grapes; He taught a prating stare to speak my name; And, when he found a nest of nightingales, Or callow linnets, he would show them me, And let me take them out.

Poly. This is a little mistress, meanly born, Fit only for a prince's vacant hours,

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And then, to laugh at her simplicity,
Not fix a passion there. Now hear my sentence.

Leon. Remember, ere you give it, 'tis pronounced Against us both.

Poly. First, in her hand
There shall be placed a player's painted sceptre,
And, on her head, a gilded pageant crown:
Thus shall she go,
With all the boys attending on her triumph;
That done, be put alone into a boat,
With bread and water only for three days;
So on the sea she shall be set adrift,
And who relieves her dies. ,

Palm. I only beg that you would execute
The last part first: Let me be put to sea;
The bread and water for my three days life
I give you back, I would not live so long;
But let me 'scape the shame.
Leon. Look to me, piety; and you, O Gods, look

to my piety! Keep me from saying that, which misbecomes a son; But let me die before I see this done.

Poly. If you for ever will abjure her sight,
I can be yet a father; she shall live.
Leon. Hear, O you powers! is this to be a fą.

I see 'tis all my happiness and quiet
You aim at, sir; and take them:
I will not save even my Palmyra's life
At that ignoble price; but I'll die with her.

Palm. So had I done by you,
Had fate made me a princess.-Death, methinks,
Is not a terror now :
He is not fierce, or grim, but fawns, and sooths me,
And slides along, like Cleopatra's aspick,
Offering his service to my troubled breast.

VOL. Iy.

Leon. Begin what you have purposed when you

please ; Lead her to scorn, your triumph shall be doubled. As holy priests, In pity, go with dying malefactors, So I will share her shame. Poly. You shall not have your will so much;

first part them, Then execute your office.

Leon. No; I'll die In her defence.

[Draws his sword.
Palm. Ah, hold, and pull not on
A curse, to make me worthy of my death:
Do not by lawless force oppose your father,
Whom you have too much disobeyed for me.
Leon. Here, take it, sir, and with it pierce my

[Presenting his sword to his Father upon his

You have done more in taking my Palmyra.
You are my father; therefore I submit.

Poly. Keep him from any thing he may design Against his life, while the first fury lasts; And now perform what I commanded you. Leon. In vain ; if sword and poison be denied

I'll hold my breath and die.

Palm. Farewell, my last Leonidas; yet live,
I charge you, live, 'till you believe me dead.
I cannot die in peace, if you die first;
If life's a blessing, you shall have it last.

Poly. Go on with her, and lead him after me.
Enter ARGALEON hastily, with HERMOGENES.
Arga. I bring you, sir, such news as must amaze

you, .' And such as will prevent you from an action,

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