Trust me, I could weep now;
But watery distillations do but ill30
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 have35
Orb. Where's Ariaspes?
Zir. In's dead sleep by this time, 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,40
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,45
I must unlock a secret to 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,50
Has linger'd out a life, snatching, to feed
His almost famish'd eyes, sights now and then
Of you, in a disguise.
Orb. Strange!
This night is big with miracle.55
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,
(As 'tis so long ago, I have forgot),60
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 it65
Unto your thoughts, I have discharg'd a trust;
And zeal shall stray no further. Your pardon, madam.
Orb. Maybe, 'tis but
A plot to keep off Ariaspes' greatness,
