My father's angry ghost, I see, is not full
Appeased yet.[Studies
Why should I make of murther thus begun
A massacre?50
He did my father right in his revenge:
Ay, but he wrong'd him first; and yet, who knows
But it was justice to attempt by force?
The removal of
Great favourites, though enemies to th' state,55
Is not so warrantable—I'm in a maze.
Something I'll do, but what I cannot tell:
I fear the worst; lust never ended well.[Exit
ACT IV
Scene I
Enter Francelia and Bellamino
Fran. Fie, leave this importunity, my lord!
I shall yield else, by this kiss I shall.
Bel. By this, and this, and this, thou shalt!
Heavens, what a breath is here! Thy father fed
On musk and amber, when he begot thee, sure!5
The wanton air,
Chaf'd by the hot scents of Arabic spices,
Is nothing nigh so sweet:
The ambrosia, the gods themselves were drunk with,
Dwells on thy lips.10
Enter Florelio, senior, behind
Fran. Come, come, you flatter, 'tis on yours, my lord.
Bel. On mine? Alas, Nature gave us the prickles,
You the roses, but meant that they should grow together.[Kisses again
Fran. So, so: what, if the King or Florelio saw ye?
Bel. What, if they did? I can fear nothing now15
But surfeits.
Come, we lose time, my fairest, do we not?[Kisses her again
This is the minute.
Flo. By heaven,
This is not fair, madam.
Fran. Wonder strikes me dumb.[Exit20
Flo. How does she kiss, favourite?
