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THE LOVER’S MELANCHOLY.
A Room in the Palace,
Enter MENAPHON and PELIAS.
Men. DANGERS! how mean you dangers ? that
so courtly You gratulate my safe return from dangers ?
Pel. From travels, noble sir.
Men. These are delights; If
my experience hath not, truant-like, Mispent the time, which I have strove to use For bettering my mind with observation.
Pel. As I am modest, I protest ’tis strange! But is it possible?
Pel. To bestride
Men. Sweet sir, 'tis nothing:
A feather-bed, to waft you to the shore,
Pel. Indeed! is't true, I pray?
Men. I will not stretch
Pel. I this language?
Enter AMETHUS, SOPHronos, and Attendants.
Men. O princely sir, your hand.
Soph. Here thou still find'st
as when Thou left'st at thy departure.] I suspect that we should read here, as whom thou left'st; I have not ventured to change any thing; though the expression would be in the author's manner.
I will not say,
Men. Yes, I know it,
Amet. Pray give leave-,
Soph. Noble lord!
[Exeunt all but AMETHUS and MENAPHON. Amet. Give me thy hand.
Men. 'Tis pieced to mine.
Amet. Yes, 'tis; as firmly as that holy thing Call’d friendship can unite it. Menaphon, My Menaphon! now all the goodly blessings, That can create a heaven on earth, dwell with thee! Twelve months we have been sundered; but
henceforth We never more will part, till that sad hour, In which death leaves the one of us behind, To see the other's funerals performed. Let's now a while be free.-How have thy travels Disburthen'd thee abroad of discontents? Men. Such cure as sick men find in changing
beds, 1 found in change of airs; the fancy flatter'd
My hopes with ease, as their's do; but the grief
Amet. Such is n.y case at home.
Men. Thamasta, my great mistress,
Amet. Not any, Menaphon. Her bosom yet
Men. Does the court Wear the old looks too?
Amet. If thou mean'st the prince, It does. He's the same melancholy man, He was at’s father's death; sometimes speaks sense,
• Confirm’d affection on, &c.] So the quarto reads, but, I suspect, erroneously. Perhaps the author's word was conferr'd.
3 Lest thou might'st think I fawn'd on [thee]-a sin.] This is the best conjecture which I can form of the speaker's meaning, The old copy reads
Lest thou might'st think I fawn'd upox a sin
Friendship was never guilty of. I once conjectured
Lest thou might'st think I'd fallen upon a sinbut I prefer the first.
But seldom mirth; will smile, but seldom laugh;
Men. Why should such as I am, Groan under the light burthens of small sorrows, Whenas a prince, so potent, cannot shun Motions of passion? To be man, my lord, Is to be but the exercise of cares In several shapes; as miseries do grow, They alter as men's forms; but how none know.
Amet. This little isle of Cyprus sure abounds In greater wonders, both for change and fortune, Than any you have seen abroad.
Men. Than any I have observed abroad! all countries else To a free eye and mind yield something rare; And I, for my part, have brought home one jewel Of admirable virtue.
Amet. Jewel, Menaphon?
Men. A jewel, my Amethus, a fair youth;
Amet. Prithee do.