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ACT V. SCENE I.
A Garden. Castalio lying on the Ground. Soft Music.
"SONG. “ COME, all ye youths, whose hearts e'er bled
“ By cruel beauty's pride ; “ Bring each a garland on his head,
“Let nor.e his sorrows hide:
“ And see, when your complaints ye join,
“ The happiest mortal once was l;
" My heart no sorrows knew,
“ But ask not whence it grew. “ Yet if a tempting fair you find, “ That's very lovely, very kind,
“ Though bright as heavin, whose stamp she bears,
See where the deer trot after one another,
Calm arbours, lusty health and innocence,
Acast. Castalio! Castalio!
Acast. I hope my message may succeed! Cast. My father! 'Tis joy to see you, though where sorrow's nourish'd.
“ Acast. I'm come in beauty's cause; you'll guess
" the rest.
“ Cast. A woman! If you love my peace of mind, “Name not a woman to me; but to think “Of woman, were enough to taint my brains “'Till they ferment to madness. Oh, my father! “ Acast. What ails my boy?
40 “ Cast. A woman is the thing "I would forget, and blot from my remembrance. “ Acast. Forget Monimia !
“ Cast. She, to choose: Monimial "The very sound's ungrateful to my sense. “ Acast. This might seem strange, but you, I've
“ found, will hide
“ Your heart from me ; you dare not trust your fa.
" ther. “ Cast. No more Monimia. « Acast. Is she not your wife? “ Cast. So much the worse; who loves to hear of
us wife? “ When you would give all worldly plagues a name, “ Worse than they have already, call 'em wife : “ But a new-marry'd wife's a teeming mischief, “ Full of herself! Why, what a deal of horror “ Has that poor wretch to come, that wedded yester
66 day!” Acast. Castalio, you must go along with me, And see Monimia.
Cast. Sure my lord but mocks me. Go see Monimia! “ Pray, my lord, excuse me, “And leave the conduct of this part of life " To my own choice.”
Acast. I say, no more dispute.
Cast. Who has complain'd?
Cast. What terms? Her brother! Heav'n!
Acast. No, not much.
Cast. Speak, what said he ?
Acast. That thou wert a villain ;
Cast. Shame on th’ill-manner'd brute !
Acast. By my sword, I would not see thee wrong'd, and bear it vilely : Thoughl have pass'd my word she shall have justice. 80
Cast. Justice! to give her justice would undo her. Think you this solitude I now have chosen, Left joys, just op'ning to my sense, sought here A place to curse my fate in, measur'd out My grave at length, wish'd to have grown one piece With this cold clay, and all without a cause ?
Acast. I guess, Chamont, you come to seek Castalio.
Cast. Then you are Chamont?
Cha. Yes, and I hope no stranger
Cast. I've heard of such a man
Draws. Acast. By this good sword, who first presumes to
violence, Makes me his foe
[Draws and interposes. “ Young man, it once was thought [To Cast. “ I was fit guardian of my house's honour; “ And you might trust your share with me- For “you,
[To Cha. “ Young soldier, I must tell you, you have wrong'd me. “ I promis'd you to do Monimia right, “ And thought my word a pledge, I would not forfeit: “ But you, I find, would fright us to performance."
Cast. Sir, in my younger years, with care you taught
That brave revenge was due to injur'd honour; Oppose not then the justice of my sword, 120 Lest you should make me jealous of your love.
Cha. Into thy father's arms thou fly'st for safety,
Cast. I am a villain, if I will not seek thee,