Friends,
Since he is nearest alwayes to assist us;
But stay, I cannot guess from all I've heard,
The cause that should disturb _Antonio_;
Except 'tis Jealousie: Yet how can that be?
If _Caelia's_ vitious there's no vertuous Women.
But now I think how much he rail'd at Marriage,
And more our Arguments concerning doubt,
These things perswade he's Jealous! But of whom?
The more I think, the more I am confounded!
How Clouded Man
Doubts first, and from one doubt doth soon proceed
A thousand more in solving of the first;
Like Nighted Travellers we lose our way;
Then every _Ignis Fatuus_ makes us stray.
By the false Lights of Reason led about,
Till we arrive where we at first set out:
"Nor shall we e're Truths perfect High-way see,
Till dawns the Day-break of Eternity."
[Exit.
_Enter _Eugenia_._
_Eug._ I am amaz'd the Nurse should stay so long;
My Anger makes each minute seem an hour:
That Woman is a thing made up of mischief;
Some Fatal Devil sure did guide the Choyce
My Mother made, in choosing her our Nurse.
She's Fool to th' height: And yet hath wit enough
To tread all Labyrinths of Treachery;
But that's no wonder: For who's Treacherous
That wants not Eyes to see it's ugly Form?
For now I fear, and I believe not vainly,
That Villain, _Jasper_, knows all my concerns,
Or what could prompt him to that Impudence
He did express in his address today.
_Enter Nurse._
Thou fatal Hagg, thou Mother of all mischief,
What Devil taught thy perjur'd Tongue the way
To tell the shame which thou didst first occasion?
_Nurse._ Pray what ayls you, Madam, are you mad?
_Eug._ I wish I was, as I have cause enough,
For then I should not know the shame attends me,
In being Table-talk for every Rascal,
As thou (Hell thank thee for it) now hast made me.
_Nurse._ I made you Table-talk! There's no such thing;
I've been too faithful to you, that I have;
Losing my sleep full oft to watch your pleasure.
And is this all I get? It is no matter, I
Shall be even with you.
_Eug._ Threaten on (for thou hast Acted all thy threats, Imp)
In letting _Jasper_ know my shame and folly.
_Nurse._ _Jasper_ knows nothing, that he does not, from me,
And I will ask him; fore your face, I will,
If I e're said _Francisco_ lay with you.
_Eug._ 'Tis plain, thy guilt transported thee to madness,
Else thou wouldst never make thy Tongue a Herauld
So loud, for to proclaim to all the House
The Action you'd perswade me still is secret.
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