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Show 168 Secret-Love: Or, Phil My Loveinfpires me with agcn'rous thought Which'vou unknowing, in thofe wifiies taught. :e happinefs may out ot Courts be found W h y ftay w e here on this enchanted ground ? And choofe not rather with content to dwell flf Love and w e can hnd it) in a Cell r k Can Thofe who, like you, have once in Courts been great, May think they wifh, but wifh not to retreat. They feidom go but when they cannot ftay ; As loofing Gamefters throw the Dice away : Ev'n in that Cell, where you repofe would find, Vifions of Court will haunt your reftlefs mind ; And glorious Dreams ftand ready to reftore The pleafing fhapes of all you had before. Phil. He, w h o with your poffeflion once is bleit, On eafie terms may part with all the reft. All m y Ambition will in you be crown'd; And thofe white Arms fhall all m y wifhes bound. Our life fhall be but one long Nuptial day, And like chafe Odours, melt in Sweets away; Soft as the Night our Minutes fhall be worn, And chearful as the Birds that wake the Morn. 1. Thus hope mifleads it felf in pleafant way', And takes more joys on truft than Love can pay I But Love, with long poffeffion, once decay'd, That Face which now you Court, you will upbraid. Phil. Falfe Lovers broach thefe tenets, to remove The fault from them bv placing it on Love. Can. Yet grant in Youth you keep alive your Fire, Old Age will come, and then it muft expire: Youth but a while does at Loves Temple ftay, As fome fair Inn to lodge it on the way. Phil. Your doubts are kind ; but to be fatisfi'd, I can be true, I beg I m ay be try'd. Can. Tryals of love too dear the making coft ; Foriffuccefslefs, the whole venture's loft. What you propofe, brings wants and care along. Phil. Love can bear both. Can. But is your Love fo ftrong ? Phil. They do not want, w h o wifh not to have more; W h o ever faid an Anchoret was poor ? Can. T o anfwer generoufly as you have done, I fhould not by your Arguments be w o n : I know I urge your ruine by content; Yet love too well that mine to prevent. Phil. Like Water giv'n to thofe w h o m Feavers fry, You kill but him, w h o muft without it die. Can. Secure m e I may love without a Crime; Then, for our flight, appoint both place and time. Phil. Th' enfuing hour m y plighted V o w s fhall be ; The time's not long ; or only long to me. Can. Then, let us go where w e fhall ne'er be feen By m y hard Mother. Phil. Or m y cruel Queen. Queen above.'] O Philocles unkind to call m e Gruel! So falfe JEneas did from Dido fly ; But never branded her with Cruelty. H o w I defpife m y felf for loving fo! Aft. At once you hate your felf and love him too. Qu. N o , his Ingratitude has Cur'd m y W o u n d: A painful Cure indeed! EHxicQsAuu fIf.tge .ns BAo turnhtadi n smc;yue e cytooh fnu ooy tdfo i ufkdroi unftnderdneu.emef Tsc fhrtuoteulllg whMatassd maimx.' d with it. [Exeunt Phil. Cand. Who The Maiden-Queen. 169 W h o could miltake fo grofly not to know A Cupid frowning when he draws his B o w ? Aft. He's going now to fmart for his offence. Qu. Should he without m y leave depart from henc Aft. N o matter; fince you hate him, let him go :e Qu. But I m y hate by m y revenge will fhow Beficfes, his Head's a forfeit to the State. Aft. W h e n you take that I will believe you hate. Let him poffefs, and then he'll foon repent: And fo his Crime wrill prove his punifhmcnt. Qu. H e may repent ; but he will firft poffefs. Aft. O, Madam, now your hatred you confefs: If, his poffeffing her your rage does move, 'Tis Jealoufie the Avarice of Love. Qg. N o more, Afteria. Seek Lyfimantes our, bid him fet his Guards through all the Court and City. ) Prevent their Marriage firft; then flop their flight. Some fitting punifhments I will ordain, But fpeak not you of Philocles again: 'Tis bold to fearch, and dangerous to find, Too much of Heaven's, or of a Princes Mind. [Qu. depends, and Exit. As the Queen has done fpeaking, Flavia is going haftily over the Stage; Afteria fees her. Aft. Flavia, Flavia, Whither fo faft ? Fla. Did you call, Afteria. Aft. T he Queen has bufinefs with Prince Lyfimantes; Speak to any Gentleman that's next, to fetch him. [Exit Aftcria/ra» above. Fla. I fufpect fomewhat, but I'll watch you clofe ; Prince Lyfimantes has not chofe in me, The worft Spy ofthe Court. Celadon ! \vhat makes he here! Enter Celadon, Olinda, Sabina; they walk <\ver the Stage together, he faming to court them. Olin. Nay fweet Celadon. Sab. N a y dear Celadon. Fla. O-ho, I fee his bufinefs now, 'tis with Meliffa's two Daugiiters : Look, look, how he peeps about to fee if the Coaft be clear; like an H a w k that will not plum if fhe be look'd on.- [Exeunt Cel. 01. Sab. So at laft he has trufs'd his quarry. Enter Florimel. Flor. Did you fee Celadon this way ? Fla. If you had notask'd the queftion, I fhould have thought you had come from watching him ; he's juft gone off with Melift's Daughters. Flor. Melijfa's Daughters! he did not Court 'em I hope ? Fla. Sobufily, he loft no time: while he was teaching the one a tune, he was kiffing the others hand. Ftir. O fine Gentleman 1 . .. Fla And they fo greedy of him ! Did you never fee two Fifties about a Bait, fugging it this way and t'other way; for m y part, I look'd at leaft he fhould have loft a Leg or A r m i' th' fervice. • Nay, never vex your felf, but e'en refolve to break with him. Flor. N o no,'tis not come to that, yet; I'll correct him firft, and then hope the beft from time. „ n , c , • T Fla From time! Believe me,there's little good to be expeded from Inrn. I nei er knew the old Gentleman with the Scythe and Hour-glafs bring any thing out gray hair, thin cheeks, and lots of teeth: you fee Celadon loves others. Flor. There's die more hope he may love m e among the reft hang t I would not marry one of thefe folemn Fops; they are good tor nothing but to mike Cuckolds Giveme fervant that is an high Flier at all games, that is bounteous of m m - felft/many w o m e n ; and yet whenever I pl€as'd to throw out the lure of Matrimony fhould come .dow'n with a fwinz, and fly the better at his o w n quam. YFla. But are you fure you can take him down when you tnmkgood? Fml or.W hNaott hwiangge rm dwriel lc eyrotiali vne.n ture upon |