ACT. II. SCENE. III.
Enter Alcippus and Erminia, as in a Bed-Chamber.
Alcip.
But still methinks Erminia you are sad
A heavyness appears in those faire eyes,
As if your soul were agitating something
Contrary to the pleasure of this night.
Er.
You ought in Justice Sir t'excuse me here,
Prisoners when first committed are less gay,
Then when they're us'd to Fetters every day,
But yet in mine they will more easie grow.
Alcip.
You strangely bless me in but saying so.
Er.
Alcippus I've an humble suit to you.
Alcip.
All that I have is so entirely thine,
And such a Captive thou hast made my will
Thou need'st not be at the expence of wishing
For what thou canst desire that I may grant,
Why are thy eyes declin'd?
Er,
To satisfie a little modest scruple
I beg you would permit me, Sir—
Alcip.
To lye alone to night, is it not so?
Er.
It is—
Alcip.
That's too severe, yet I will grant it thee,
But why Erminia must I grant it thee?
Er.
The Princess Sir questions my power and says,
I cannot gain so much upon your goodness.
Alcip.
I could have wisht some other had oblig'd thee to't.
Er.
You would not blame her if you knew her reason.
Alcip.
Indeed I do not much, for I can guess