The Laws of Candy Part 9

I am (Lady) that most unfortunate man.

Erota:

How unfortunate? are you not the Souldier, The Captain of those Captains, that did bring Conquest and Victory home along with you?

Antinous:

I had some share in't; but was the least Of the least worthy.

Gonzalo:

O Sir, in your modesty you'ld make A double Conquest: I was an ear-witness When this young man spoke lesser than he acted, And had the Souldiers voice to help him out: But that the Law compell'd him for his honour, To inforce him make a claim for his reward, I well perceive he would have stood the man That he does now, buried his worth in silence.

Erota:

Sir, I hearken not to him, but look on you, And find more in you than he can relate: You shall attend on me.

Antinous:

Madam, your pardon.

Erota:

Deny it not Sir, for it is more honour Than you have gotten i'th' field: for know you shall, Upon _Erota's_ asking, serve _Erota_.

Antinous:

I may want answers, Lady, But never want a will to do you service.

I came here to my Sister, to take leave, Having enjoyn'd my self to banishment, For some cause that hereafter you may hear, And wish with me I had not the occasion.

Annophel:

There shall be no occasion to divide us: Dear Madam for my sake use your power, Even for the service that he ought to owe, Must, and does owe to you, his friends, and country.

Erota:

Upon your Loyalty to the state and me, I do command you Sir, not depart Candy: Am I not your Princess?

Antinous:

You are a great Lady.

Erota:

Then shew your self a Servant and a Subject.

Antinous:

I am your va.s.sal.

Mochingo:

You are a Coward; I that dare not fight, Scorn to be va.s.sail to any Prince in _Europe_: Great is my heart with pride, which I'le encrease 257] When they are gone, with practise on my Va.s.sals.

Attendants:

The n.o.ble _Ca.s.silane_ is come to see you Madam.

Decius:

There's comfort in those words, _Antinous_: For here's the place, and persons that have power, To reconcile you to his love again.

Antinous:

That were a fortunate meeting.

[Enter _Ca.s.silane_, and _Arcanes_.]

Ca.s.silanes:

Greatness still wait you Lady.

Erota:

Good _Ca.s.silane_, we do maintain our greatness, Through your valour.

Ca.s.silanes:

My prayers pull daily blessings on thy head, My un-offending child, my _Annophel_.

Good Prince, worthy _Gonzalo_! ha? art thou here Before me? in every action art thou ambitious?

My duty (Lady) first offered here, And love to thee (my child) though he out-strip me; Thus in the wars he got the start on me, By being forward, but performing less; All the endeavours of my life are lost, And thrown upon that evil of mine own Cursed begetting, whom I shame to father.

O that the heat thou rob'dst me of, had burnt Within my Entrails, and begot a feaver, Or some worse sickness, for thou art a disease Sharper than any Physick gives a name to.

Annophel:

Why do you say so?

Ca.s.silanes:

O _Annophil_; there is good cause my girle: He has plaid the thief with me, and filch'd away The richest jewel of my life, my honour, Wearing it publickly with that applause, As if he justly did inherit it.

Antinous:

Would I had in my Infancy been laid Within my grave, covered with your blessings rather Than grown up to a man, to meet your curses.

Ca.s.silanes:

O that thou hadst.