now
Going our latest journey, and together,
Our only comfort we desire, pray give it,
Your charity to our ashes, such we must be,
And not to curse our memories.

_Hip._ I am much mov'd.

_Clod._ I am wholly overcome, all love to women
Farewell for ever; ere you dye, your pardon;
And yours Sir; had she many years to live,
Perhaps I might look on her, as a Brother,
But as a lover never; and since all
Your sad misfortunes had original
From the barbarous Custom practis'd in my Country,
Heaven witness, for your sake I here release it;
So to your memory, chaste Wives and Virgins
Shall ever pay their vowes. I give her to you;
And wish, she were so now, as when my lust
Forc'd you to quit the Country.

_Hip._ It is in vain
To strive with destiny, here my dotage ends,
Look up _Zenocia_, health in me speaks to you;
She gives him to you, that by divers ways,
So long has kept him from you: and repent not,
That you were once my servant, for which health
In recompence of what I made you suffer,
The hundred thousand Crowns, the City owes me,
Shall be your dower.

_Man._ 'Tis a magnificent gift,
Had it been timely given.

_Hip._ It is believe it, _Sulpitia_.

_Enter a_ Servant, _and_ Sulpitia.

_Sulp._ Madam.

_Hip._ Quick, undoe the charm;
Ask not a reason why; let it suffice,
It is my will.

_Sulp._ Which I obey and gladly. [_Exit._

_Man._ Is to be married, sayest thou?

_Ser._ So she sayes Sir,
And does desire your presence. [_They are born off in chairs._

_Man._ And tell her I'le come.

_Hip._ Pray carry them to their rest; for though already,
They do appear as dead, let my life pay for't,
If they recover not.

_Man._ What you have warranted,
Assure your self, will be expected from you;
Look to them carefully; and till the tryal,--

_Hip._ Which shall not be above four hours.

_Man._ Let me
Intreat your companies: there is something
Of weight invites me hence.

_All._ We'll wait upon you. [_Exeunt._

_Enter_ Guiomar, _and_ Servants.

_Guio._ You understand what my directions are,
And what they guide you to; the faithfull promise
You have made me all.

_All._ We do and will perform it.

_Guio._ The Governour will not fail to be here presently;
Retire a while, till you shall find occasion,
And bring me word, when they arrive.

_All._ Wee shall Madam.

_Guio._ Only stay you to entertain.

_1 Ser._ I am ready.

_Guio._ I wonder at the bold, and practis'd malice,
Me