Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 03 of 10: The Loyal Subject

Great Duke of Moscovia. Archas, the Loyal Subject, General of the Moscovites. Theodore, Son to Archas; valorous, but impatient . Putskie alias Briskie, a Captain, Brother to Archas. Alinda alias Archas, Son to Archas. Burris, an honest Lord, the Dukes Favourite . Boroskie, a malicious seducing Councellor to the Duke . Ensign to Archas, a stout merry Souldier . Souldiers. Gentlemen. Guard. Servants.
Olympia, Sister to the Duke . Honora, } Daughters of Archas. Viola, Potesca, } Servants to Olympia. Ladies, Bawd, a Court Lady.

Enter Theodor and Putskie.
Enter Olympia, and two Gentlewomen .
Enter Gentlewoman and Alinda.
Come hither Girl: hang me and she be not a handsom one. Pet. I fear it will prove indeed so. Olym. Did you ever serve yet In any place of worth? Alin. No, Royal Lady. Pet. Hold up your head; fie. Olym. Let her alone, stand from her. Alin. It shall be now, Of all the blessings my poor youth has pray'd for, The greatest and the happiest to serve you; And might my promise carry but that credit To be believ'd, because I am yet a stranger, Excellent Lady, when I fall from duty, From all the service that my life can lend me, May everlasting misery then find me. Olym. What think ye now? I do believe, and thank ye; And sure I shall not be so far forgetful, To see that honest faith die unrewarded: What must I call your name? Alin. Alinda , Madam. Olym. Can ye sing? Alin. A little, when my grief will give me leave, Lady. Olym. What grief canst thou have Wench? Thou art not in love? Alin. If I be Madam, 'tis only with your goodness; For yet I never saw that man I sighed for. Olym. Of what years are you? Alin. My Mother oft has told me, That very day and hour this land was blest With your most happy birth, I first saluted This worlds fair light: Nature was then so busie, And all the Graces to adorn your goodness, I stole into the world poor and neglected. Olym. Something there was, when I first look'd upon thee, Made me both like and love thee: now I know it; And you shall find that knowledge shall not hurt you: I hope ye are a Maid? Alin. I hope so too, Madam; I am sure for any man: and were I otherwise, Of all the services my hopes could point at, I durst not touch at yours.