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Meg. Do you study to forget me, and I'll study
[Exeunt King and Megra, severally. Cle. Why, here's a male spirit fit for Hercules. If ever
there be Nine Worthies of women, this wench shall ride astride and be their captain.
179 Dion. Sure, she has a garrison of devils in her tongue,
she uttered such bails of wild-fire : she has so nettled the King, that all the doctors in the country will scarce cure him. That boy was a strange-foundout antidote to cure her infection; that boy, that princess' boy; that brave, chaste, virtuous lady's boy; and a fair boy, a well-spoken boy! All these considered, can make nothing else—but there I
leave you, gentlemen. Thra. Nay, we'll go wander with you. [Exeunt.
ACT THE THIRD
The Court of the Palace.
Ay; and 'tis the gods
That man that would not stir with you To aid Philaster, let the gods forget
That such a creature walks upon the earth!
The gentry do await it, and the people,
With a stiff gale, their heads bow all one way.
From this attempt is the fair princess' love,
Which he admires, and we can now confute.
Why, gentlemen, 'Tis without question so. Cle.
Ay, 'tis past speech,
If he be curious, work upon his faith ?
I'll make this new report to be my knowledge ;
I'll say I know it ; nay, I'll swear I saw it.
'Twill move him. Dion.
Here he comes.
My worthy friends,
40 Worthy your acceptation ? Dion.
My good lord,
As virtue, but will second your attempts.
Is short of what I would.
reached By violence may now be caught. As for the
You know the people have long hated him ;
60 Phi. Why, what of her? Dion.
Is loathed as much as he.
She's known a whore.
Thou liest. Dion. My lordPhi.
[Offers to draw his sword: they hold him. And thou shalt feel it ! I had thought thy
Like thunder from a cloud.
This is most strange :
I do love fair truth :