Philaster - Love Lies a Bleeding by Francis Beaumont;John Fletcher
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I have an interest in't.
_Di_. But good my Lord recal your self, And think what's best to be done. _Phi_. I thank you. I will do it; Please you to leave me, I'le consider of it: Tomorrow I will find your lodging forth, And give you answer The readiest way. _Di_. All the gods direct you. _Thra_. He was extream impatient. _Cle_. It was his vertue and his noble mind. [_Exeunt_ Di. Cle. _and_ Thra. _Phi_. I had forgot to ask him where he took them, I'le follow him. O that I had a sea Within my breast, to quench the fire I feel; More circumstances will but fan this fire; It more afflicts me now, to know by whom This deed is done, than simply that 'tis done: And he that tells me this is honourable, As far from lies, as she is far from truth. O that like beasts, we could not grieve our selves, With that we see not; Bulls and Rams will fight, To keep their Females standing in their sight; |
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