Cassilanes

My prayers pull daily blessings on thy head,
My un-offending child, my Annophel.
Good Prince, worthy Gonzalo! ha? art thou here
Before me? in every action art thou ambitious?
My duty (Lady) first offered here,
And love to thee (my child) though he out-strip me;
Thus in the wars he got the start on me,
By being forward, but performing less;
All the endeavours of my life are lost,
And thrown upon that evil of mine own
Cursed begetting, whom I shame to father.
O that the heat thou rob'dst me of, had burnt
Within my Entrails, and begot a feaver,
Or some worse sickness, for thou art a disease
Sharper than any Physick gives a name to.

Annophel

Why do you say so?

Cassilanes

O Annophil; there is good cause my girle:
He has plaid the thief with me, and filch'd away
The richest jewel of my life, my honour,
Wearing it publickly with that applause,
As if he justly did inherit it.

Antinous

Would I had in my Infancy been laid
Within my grave, covered with your blessings rather
Than grown up to a man, to meet your curses.

Cassilanes

O that thou hadst.
Then I had been the Father of a child,
Dearer than thou wert ever unto me,
When hope perswaded me I had begot
Another self in thee: Out of mine eyes,
As far as I have thrown thee from my heart,
That I may live and dye forgetting thee.

Erota

How has he deserv'd this untam'd anger,
That when he might have ask't for his reward
Some honour for himself, or mass of pelf,
He only did request to have erected
Your Statue in the Capitol, with Titles
Ingrav'd upon't, The Patron of his Countrey?

Cassilanes

That, that's the poison in the gilded cup,
The Serpent in the flowers, that stings my honour,
And leaves me dead in fame: Gods do a justice,
And rip his bosom up, that men may see,
Seeing, believe the subtle practises
Written within his heart: But I am heated,
And do forget this presence, and my self.
Your pardon, Lady.

Erota

You should not ask, 'less you knew how to give.
For my sake Cassilane, cast out of your thoughts
All ill conceptions of your worthy son,
That (questionless) has ignorantly offended,
Declared in his penitence.

Cassilanes

Bid me dye, Lady, for your sake I'le do it;
But that you'l say is nothing, for a man
That has out-liv'd his honour: But command me
In any thing save that, and Cassilane
Shall ever be your servant. Come Annophel,
(My joy in this world) thou shalt live with me,
(Retired in some solitarie nook,)
The comfort of my age; my dayes are short,
And ought to be well spent: and I desire
No other witness of them but thy self,
And good Arcanes.

Annophel

I shall obey you Sir.

Gonzalo

Noble Sir:
If you taste any want of worldly means,
Let not that discontent you: know me your friend,
That hath, and can supply you.

Cassilanes

Sir, I am too much bound to you already,
And 'tis not of my cares the least, to give you
Fair satisfaction.

Gonzalo

You may imagine I do speak to that end,
But trust me, 'tis to make you bolder with me.

Cassilanes

Sir, I thank you, and may make trial of you,
Mean time my service.

Annophel

Brother be comforted; so long as I continue
Within my Fathers love, you cannot long
Stand out an Exile: I must goe live with him,
And I will prove so good an Orator
In your behalf, that you again shall gain him,
Or I will stir in him another anger,
And be lost with you.

Antinous

Better I were neglected: for he is hasty,
And through the Choler that abounds in him,
(Which for the time divides from him his judgement)
He may cast you off, and with you his life;
For grief will straight surprize him, and that way
Must be his death: the sword has try'd too often,
And all the deadly Instruments of war
Have aim'd at his great heart, but ne're could touch it:
Yet not a limb about him wants a scar.

Cassilanes

Madam my duty--

Erota

Will you be gone?

Cassilanes

I must, Lady, but I shall be ready,
When you are pleas'd command me, for your service.
Excellent Prince--To all my heartie love,
And a good Farewel.

Mochingo

Thanks honest Cassilane.

Cassilanes

Come Annophel.

Gonzalo

Shall I not wait upon you Sir?

Cassilanes

From hence you shall not stir a foot:
Loving Gonzalo, it must be all my study
To requite you.

Gonzalo

If I may be so fortunate to deserve
The name of friend from you, I have enough.

Cassilanes

You are so, and you have made your self so.

Gonzalo

I will then preserve it.

Erota

Antinous you are my servant, are you not?

Antinous

It hath pleased you so to grace me.

Erota

Why are you then dejected? you will say,
You have lost a father; but you have found a Mistris
Doubles that loss: be master of your spirit;
You have a cause for it, which is my favour.

Gonzalo

And mine.

Erota

Will no man ease me of this fool?

Gonzalo

Your fellow.

Erota

Antinous wait upon us.

Antinous

I shall Madam.

Gonzalo

Nay but Ladie, Ladie.

Erota

Sir, you are rude: and if you be the Master
Of such means as you do talk of, you should
Learn good manners.

Gonzalo

O Lady, you can find a fault in me,
But not perceive it in your self: you must, shall hear me:
I love you for your pride, 'tis the best vertue
In you.

Erota

I could hang this fellow now: by whom
Are you supported, that you dare do this?
Have you not example here in a Prince
Transcending you in all things, yet bears himself
As doth become a man had seen my beautie?
Back to your Country, and your Curtizans,
Where you may be admired for your wealth,
Which being consum'd, may be a means to gain you
The opinion of some wit. Here's nothing
To be got but scorn, and loss of time.

Gonzalo

Which are things I delight in.