Act. 3. Scaena 1. (Book 3)
Enter Leonell and Prospero, (with a light and a key.)
Pros.
It glads me to behold your strength so well
Restor'd, and sir, I wish the fortune of
My sword, had met another cause, & enemie;
Your ransome I have paid, and so much prize
Evandra's happinesse, that since you make't
Appeare your company will render her
Some quietnes, and joy, in this her sad
And solitarie state, you shall both see, and stay with her.
Leon.
From my first infancy I tooke my speech
And breeding in her fathers court, and by
My neerenes to her, both in deeds and place
I'th day of fight, you may beleeve I am
Of qualitie enough to be esteemd and well∣com'd in her miserie.
Pros.
Your valour then did speake you more than all
The praise your modestie can urge,
Leon.
My Lord, it is your gentlenesse to have
A courteous faith, but I am bold to think
My sight will comfort her so much that she
Will pay you thanks for giving so free trust
Vnto my confidence.
Pros.
My kindnes to you I shall reserve
Till happier howers, this sir, is for her sake,
That she may have the benefit of your
Approach, retire a while within, that key
When I am gone, will open you a doore,
That leades unto a cave.—
Exit Leonell.
Melora? where art thou? this way, the light
Conducts thee; thou art safe.
Enter Melora.
Mel.
How darke, & like the dusty hollownes
Of tombes where death inhabits, this ap∣peares?
Pros.
Now you shall know the cause why I have bought
Your liberty, Evandra, daughter to
Your Millain duke, lyes here imprisond by
The chance of battaile, and thus hidden, and
Reserv'd, till we can free her by disguise.
Melor.
O sad discoverie of a sorrow worse
Than I indure, I hop'd she had escap'd.
Pros.
I heard that thou wert taken in her traine,
But when the storyes of thy beauty and
Thy vertues reach'd mine eare, I did beleeve
Thou hadst familiar knowledge of her face
And thoughts.