Cha. She wrong'd thee! by the fury in my heart, Acast Boy, don't disturb the ashes of the dead Cast. It shall not. Cha. No, nor shall Monimia, though a helpless orphan, destitute The cause of these disorders; my Chamont, Who is't has wrong'd thee? Cast. Now, where art thou fled For shelter? Cha. Come from thine, and see what safeguard Shall then betray my fears. Ser. Cruel Castalio, Sheath up thy angry sword, and don't affright me. If any of my friends have done thee injuries, This opportunity to shew your vanity, Let's meet some other time, when by ourselves Cha. Till then, I am Castalio's friend. Farewel, I wish much happiness attend you. 160 Ser. Chamont's the dearest thing I have on earth; Give me Chamont, and let the world forsake me. Cha. Witness the gods, how happy I'm in thee! "No beauteous blossom of the fragrant spring "Though the fair child of nature newly born, "Can be so lovely." Angry, unkind Castalio, Suppose I should a while lay by my passions, And be a beggar in Monimia's cause, Might I be heard ? Cast. Sir, 'twas my last request, You would, though I find you will not be satisfy'd; She basely sent you here to try my fears; "No artful prostitute, in falsehoods practis'd, "To make advantage of her coxcomb's follies, "Could have done more.". Cha. Farewel. -Disquiet vex her for`t. [Exit Cha. and Ser. Cast. Farewel-My father, you seem troubled. 180 Acast. Would I'd been absent when this boisterous brave Came to disturb thee thus. I'm griev'd I hinder'd Thy just resentment- -But Monimia Cast. Damn her. Acast. Don't curse her. Cast. Did I ? Acast. Yes. Cast. I'm sorry for't. Acast. Methinks, as if I guess, the fault's but small, It might be pardon'd. Cast. No. Acast. What has she done? Cast. That she's my wife, may Heav'n and you for give me. Acast. Be reconcil'd then. Cast. No. Acast. Go see her. Cast. No. Acast. I'll send and bring her hither. Cast. No. Acast. For my sake, Castalio, and the quiet of my age. 200 Cast. Why will you urge a thing my nature starts at ? Acast. Pr'ythee forgive her. Cast. Lightnings first shall blast me. I tell you, were she prostrate at my feet, Enter FLORELLA. Flor. My lord, where are you? "Oh, Castalio! "Acast. Hark. "Cast. What's that?" I Flor. Oh, shew me quickly, where's Castalio. 220 She flies with fury over all the house, purpose. Cast. I cannot hear Monimia's soul's in sadness, And be a man; my heart will not forget her; "But do not tell the world you saw this of me." Acast. Delay not then, but haste and cheer thy love. Cast. Oh! I will throw m' impatient arms about her, In her soft bosom sigh my soul to peace, Till through the panting breast she finds the way To mould my heart, and make it what she will. Monimia! oh! [Exeunt Acasto and Cast. SCENE II. Enter MONIMIA. A Chamber. Mon. Stand off, and give me room, I will not rest till I have found Castalio, Flowers spring up where-e'er he treads, his eyes CASTALIO within. Cast. Who talks of dying with a voice so sweet, That life's in love with it? Mon. Hark! 'tis he that answers. So, in a camp, though at the dead of night, "If but the trumpet's cheerful noise is heard, "All at the signal leap from downy rest, "And every heart awakes, as mine does now." Where art thou? Cast. [Entering.] Here, my love. Mon. No nearer, lest I vanish. Cast. Have I been in a dream, then, all this while? And art thou but the shadow of Monimia? Why dost thou fly me thus? Mon. Oh, were it possible that we could drown In dark oblivion but a few past hours, We might be happy. Cast. Is't then so hard, Monimia, to forgive A fault, where humble love like mine, implores thee? What shall I do to be enough thy slave, |