1 ACT IV. SCENE I. A Saloon. Acasto. BLEST be the morning that has brought me health; A happy rest has soften'd pain away, And I'll forget it, though my mind's not well; A heavy melancholy clogs my heart; I droop and sigh, I know not why. Dark dreams, 'Twas odd, and for the present, shook my thoughts; Enter POLYDORE. Good-morning, Polydore. Pol. Heav'n keep your Lordship. Acast. Have you yet seen Castalio to-day? Pol. My Lord, 'tis early day; he's hardly risen. 20 Acast. Go, call him up, and meet me in the chapel. [Exit Polydore. I cannot think all has gone well to-night; Was then my own) I thought I heard my son Enter MONIMIA. Already up, Monimia! you rose Thus early, sure, to outshine the day: Or was there any thing that cross'd your rest? sleep. Mon. Whatever are my thoughts, my lord, I've learnt By your example to correct their ills, And morn and evening give up the account. Acast. Your pardon, sweet one, I upbraid you not; Or if I would, you are so good, I could not. "Though I'm deceived, or you're more fair to-day; "For beauty's heightened in your cheeks, and all 40 "Your charms seem up, and ready in your eyes. "Mon. The little share I have's so very mean "That it may easily admit addition; "Though you, my lord, should most of all beware "To give it too much praise, and make me proud. "Acast. Proud of an old man's praises; no, Monimia ! "But if my prayers can work thee any good, "Thou shalt not want the largest share of 'em.” Heard you no noise to-night? Mon. Noise! my good lord! Acast. About midnight. Mon. Indeed, my lord, I don't remember any. Acast. And went your maid to bed, too! I've seldom known her disobey my orders. [Aside. Acast. Sure, goblins then, or fairies haunt the I'll have enquiry made through all the house, [Exit Acasto. Mon. I'll but dispatch some orders to my woman, Enter FLORELLA. And wait upon your lordship there. I fear the priest has play'd us false; if so, I wonder though he made such haste to leave me ; He scarce afforded one kind parting word, But went away so cold; the kiss he gave me, Maid. Why? Mon. Methinks The scene's quite alter'd; I am not the same; Mon. Where, Florella? where? Is he returning? To my chamber lead; I'll meet him there, the mysteries of our love From the unhallow'd view of common eyes. 80 [Exit Mon. and Maid. SCENE II. A Chamber. Enter CASTALIO. Cast. Wish'd morning's come! And now upon the plains And distant mountains, where they feed their flocks, And with their pipes proclaim the new-born day. "And dress the grateful glebe, that yields him fruits. G "The beasts that under the warm hedges slept, The cheerful birds too, on the tops of trees, 100 I'm marry'd! 'Sdeath! I'm sped. How like a dog Enter MONIMIA and MAID. Mon. I come, I fly to my ador'd Castalio's arms, My wishes, lord. May ev'ry morn begin Like this; and with our days our loves renew. Cast. I am [Looking languishingly on him. -Oh Well satisfy'd, that thou art Mon. What speak: Art thou not well, Castalio? Come, lean Upon my breast, and tell me where's thy pain. Cast. 'Tis here; 'tis in my head; 'tis in my heart; 'Tis every where it rages like a madness; And I most wonder how my reason holds. "Nay, wonder not, Monimia: the slave "You thought you had secur'd within my breast, |