To love one above an hour,
But my heart would prompt mine eye
On some other man to fly;
Venus, fix mine eyes fast,
Or if not, give me all that I shall see at last.
Evad. So, leave me now.
Dula. Nay, we must see you laid.
Asp. Madam, good-night. May all the marriage joys That longing maids imagine in their beds,
Evad. Alas, I pity thee.
All. Madam, good-night.
1 Lady. Come, well let in the bridegroom.
Dula. Wheres my lord?
1 Lady. Here, take this light.
Dula. Youll find her in the dark.
1 Lady. Your ladys scarce a-bed yet; you must help her.
Asp. Go, and be happy in your ladys love.
Dula. Come, ladies, will you go?
All. Good-night, my lord.
Amin. Much happiness unto you all!
Her grief shoot suddenly through all my veins.
Mine eyes run: This is strange at such a time.
It was the king first moved me tot;but he
Has not my will in keeping.Why do I
Perplex myself thus? Something whispers me,
Go not to bed. My guilt is not so great
As mine own
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