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Act V., Sc. 3]
AGLAURA
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The sisters spin no cables for us mortals;
They're Thread, and Time, and Chance.
Trust me, I could weep now;
But wat'ry distillations do but ill40
On graves: they make the lodging colder.[She knocks

Zir. What would you, madam?

Orb. Why, my friends, my lord,
I would consult, and know what's to be done.

Zir. Madam, 'tis not so safe to raise the court,
Things thus unsettled: if you please to have——45

Orb. Where's Ariaspes?

Zir. In's dead sleep by this time, I'm sure.

Orb. I know he is not! find him instantly.

Zir. I'm gone.[Turns back again
But, madam, why make you choice of him, from whom,50
If the succession meet disturbance, all
Must come of danger?

Orb. My lord, I am not yet
So wise, as to be jealous: pray, dispute
No further.

Zir. Pardon me, madam, if, before I go,55
I must unlock a secret unto you: such a one
As, while the king did breathe, durst know no air——
Zorannes lives!

Orb. Ha!

Zir. And, in the hope of such a day as this,60
Has ling'red out a life, snatching, to feed
His almost famished eyes, sights now and then
Of you, in a disguise.

Orb. Strange!
This night is big with miracle.65

Zir. If you did love him, as they say you did,
And do so still, 'tis now within your power——

Orb. I would it were, my lord; but I am now
No private woman. If I did love him once,
(And 'tis so long ago, I have forgot),70
My youth and ignorance may well excuse't.

Zir. Excuse it?

Orb. Yes, excuse it, sir.

Zir. Though I confess I lov'd his father much,
And pity him; yet, having offer'd it75
Unto your thoughts, I have discharg'd a trust;
And zeal shall stray no further. Your pardon, madam.[Exit

Orb. [Studies] Maybe 'tis