Amin. I laid my lips to hers, and that wild breath,
That was so rude and rough to me last night,
as April.Ill be guilty too,
If these be the effects.
Mel. Good day, Amintor! for, to me, the name
Of brother is too distant: We are friends.
And that is nearer.
Amin. Dear Melantius!
Let me behold thee. Is it possible?
Mel. What sudden gaze is this?
Amin. Tis wondrous strange!
Mel. Why does thine eye desire so strict a view
Of that it knows so well? Theres nothing here
That is not
Amin. I wonder, much, Melantius,
To see those noble looks, that make me think
How virtuous thou art: And,
on the sudden,
Tis strange to me thou shouldst have worth and honour;
Or not be base, and false, and
And every ill. But
Mel. Stay, stay, my friend;
I fear this sound will not become our loves.
No more; embrace me.
Amin. Oh, mistake me not:
I know thee to be full of all those deeds
That we frail men call good; but, by
Of nature, thou shouldst be as quickly changed
As are the winds; dissembling as the sea,
now wears brows as smooth as virgins be,
Tempting the merchant to invade his face,
And in an hour
calls his billows up,
And shoots em at the sun, destroying all
He carries on him.Oh, how near am I
utter my sick thoughts!
Mel. But why, my friend, should I be so by nature?
Amin. I have wed thy sister, who hath virtuous thoughts
Enough for one whole family; and, tis strange
you should feel no want.
Mel. Believe me, this compliments too cunning for me.
Diph. What should I be then, by the course of nature,
They having both robbd me of so much virtue?
Stra. Oh, call the bride, my lord Amintor,
That we may see her blush, and turn her eyes down:
Evad. [within.] My lord!
Amin. Come forth, my love!
Your brothers do attend to wish you joy.
Evad. I am not ready yet.
Amin. Enough, enough.
Evad. Theyll mock me.
Amin. Faith, thou shalt come in.