Be wisely definite: Nor i'the appetite; Imo. What is the matter, trow? (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, The cloyed will, That tub both fill'd and running,) ravening first Imo. Thus raps you? Are you well?. What, dear sir, [TO PISANIO, Iach. Thanks, madam; well:-'Beseech, you, sir, :desire My man's abode where I did leave him: he Is strange and peevish.2 Pis. To give him welcome. I was going, sir, Exit PISANIO. Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, 'be seech you? Jach. Well, madam. Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope, he is. Iach. Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd The Briton reveller. Imo. He did incline to sadness; and oft-times Not knowing why. Iach: When he was here, I never saw him sad. There is a Frenchman his companion, one An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves A Gallian girl at home: he furnaces The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton he Is strange and peevish.] He is a foreigner and easily fretted: but strange may signify shy or backward; and peevish, anciently ineant weak, silly. (Your lord, I mean,) laughs from's free lungs, cries, O! Can my sides hold, to think, that man, who knows What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose Imo. so? Will my lord say so Iach. Ay, madam; with his eyes in flood with laughter. It is a recreation to be by, And hear him mock the Frenchman: But, heavens know, Some men are much to blame. Imo. Not he, I hope. lach. Not he: But yet heaven's bounty towards him might Be us'd more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much In you,-which I count his, beyond all talents,-Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound To pity too. Imo. What do you pity, sir? Iach. Two creatures, heartily. To hide me from the radiant sun, and solace Imo. I pray you, sir, I was about to say, enjoy your-But Imo. You do seem to know Something of me, or what concerns me; 'Pray you, lach. Imo. Has forgot Britain. lach. My lord, I fear, And himself. Not I, Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces Imo. Let me hear no more. Iach. O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my heart With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady So fair, and fasten'd to an empery,* • What both you spur and stop.] What it is that at once incites you to speak, and restrains you from it. JOHNSON. 4 to an empery,] Empery is a word signifying sovereign command; now obsolete. Would make the great'st king double! to be part ner'd 5 With tomboys, hir'd with that self-exhibition" Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd ventures, Which rottenness can lend nature! such boil'd stuff, you Imo. Iach. In your despite, upon your purse? Revenge it. Imo. What ho, Pisanio! Iach. Let me my service tender on your lips. Thee and the devil alike.—What ho, Pisanio!- 5 With tomboys,] We still call a masculine, a forward girl, tomboy. 6 hir'd with that self-exhibition, &c.] Gross strumpets, hired with the very pension which you allow your husband. Of thy assault: if he shall think it fit, That he enchants societies unto him: Imo. You make amends. Iach. He sits 'mongst men, like a descended god: He hath a kind of honour sets him off, More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry, Most mighty princess, that I have adventur'd To try your taking of a false report; which hath Honour'd with confirmation your great judgment In the election of a sir so rare, Which you know, cannot err: The love I bear him Made me to fan you thus; but the gods made you, Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray, your pardon. Imo. All's well, sir: Take my power i'the court for yours. Iach. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot To entreat your grace but in a small request, And yet of moment too, for it concerns Your lord; myself, and other noble friends, Are partners in the business. |