ife he lou'de,
If I, who am his heart, who was his hope,
Leaue him, forsake him (and perhaps in vaine)
Weakly to please who him hath ouerthrowne?
Not light, vnconstant, faithlesse should I be,
But vile, forsworne, of treachrous crueltie.

_Ch._ Crueltie to shunne, you selfe-cruell are.

_Cl._ Selfe-cruell him from crueltie to spare.

_Ch._ Our first affection to our selfe is due.

_Cl._ He is my selfe.

_Ch._ Next it extendes vnto
Our children, frends, and to our countrie soile.
And you for some respect of wiuelie loue,
(Albee scarce wiuelie) loose your natiue land,
Your children, frends, and (which is more) your life,
With so strong charmes doth loue bewitch our witts:
So fast in vs this fire once kindled flames.
Yet if his harme by yours redresse might haue,

_Cl._ With mine it may be clos'de in darksome graue.

_Ch._ And that, as _Alcest_ to hir selfe vnkinde,
You might exempt him from the lawes of death.
But he is sure to die: and now his sworde
Alreadie moisted is in his warme bloude,
Helples for any succour you can bring
Against deaths stinge, which he must shortlie feele.
Then let your loue be like the loue of olde
Which _Carian_ Queene did nourish in hir heart
Of hir Mausolus: builde for him a tombe
Whose statelinesse a wonder new may make.
Let him, let him haue sumtuouse funeralles:
Let graue thereon the horror of his fights:
Let earth be buri'd with vnburied heaps.
Frame ther _Pharsaly_, and discoulour'd stream's
Of depe _Enipeus_: frame the grassie plaine,
Which lodg'd his campe at siege of _Mutina_.
Make all his combats, and couragiouse acts:
And yearly plaies to his praise institute:
Honor his memorie: with doubled care
Breed and bring vp the children of you both
In _Caesars_ grace: who as a noble Prince
Will leaue them Lords of this most gloriouse realme.

_Cl._ What shame were that? ah Gods! what infamie!
With _Antonie_ in his good happs to share,
And ouerliue him dead: deeming enough
To shed some teares vpon a widdowe tombe?
The after-liuers iustly might report
That I him onlie for his empire lou'd,
And high estate: and that in hard estate
I for another did him lewdlie leaue?
Like to those birds wafted with wandring wings
From foraine lands in spring-time here arriue:
And liue with vs so long as Somers heate,
And their foode lasts, then seke another soile.
And as we