Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

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Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.
Author
Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
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London :: Printed by A. Warren, for John Martyn, James Allestry, and Tho. Dicas ...,
1662.
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Page 233

Scene 21.
Enter Sir Golden Riches to Poor Virtue.
SIr Gold. Rich.

I vvish my tongue as smooth as oil, to make my vvords as soft as Air, that they may spread about your heart, there intermixd with your affection.

Poor Virtue.

Words cannot win my love, no more than wealth, nor is my heart subject to those infections.

Sir Gold. Rich.

I will build thee Palaces of burnish'd gold, where thou shalt be worshipd whilest thou livest, and when thou diest, I will erect a Mo∣nument more famous than Mausolus's was.

Poor Verrtue.

My Virtue shall build me a Monument far richer, and more lasting; for the materials with which it shall be built, shall be try'd Chasti∣ty, as pure Gold, and Innocency, as Marble white, and Constancy, as undis∣solving Diamonds, and Modesty, as Rubies red, Love shall the Altar be, and Piety, as Incense sweet, ascend to Heaven, Truth, as the Oil, shall feed the Lamp of Memory, whereby the flame of Fame shall never goe out.

Exit.
Sir Golden Riches alone.
Sir Gold. Rich.

And is She gone? are Riches of no force? Then I wil bu∣ry my self within the bowels of the Earth, so deep, that men shall never reach me, nor Light shall find me out.

Exit.
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