Hourly, and to hope we shall draw out
A long contented life together here,
And die both full of gray hairs in one day;
For which the thanks is yours; but if the powers
That rule us, please to call her first away,
Without pride spoke, this World holds not a Wife
Worthy to take her room.

_King_. I do not like this; all forbear the room
But you _Amintor_ and your Lady. I have some speech with
You, that may concern your after living well.
_Amint_. He will not tell me that he lies with her: if
he do,
Something Heavenly stay my heart, for I shall be apt
To thrust this arm of mine to acts unlawful.

_King_. You will suffer me to talk with her _Amintor_,
And not have a jealous pang!

_Amint_. Sir, I dare trust my Wife
With whom she dares to talk, and not be jealous.

_King_. How do you like _Amintor_?

_Evad_. As I did Sir.

_King_. How's that!

_Evad_. As one that to fulfil your will and pleasure,
I have given leave to call me Wife and Love.