Anto. Horrid and wonderful.
1. Spir. Who all Cælia’s Crimes does know?
2. Spir. It is I, but must not shew
All her ill,
For I will
[Third Spirit Ascends.
Fit her better e’re she go
To her Paramour below.
3. Spir. But I that Francisco attend,
Can declare,
That he as a Friend
To Don Lewis doth share
I’th’ stolen Embraces of Cælia’s sweet Arms;
They kiss and lye down,
Then Lewis bemoan,
Thus with thoughts of Revenge they double Loves charms.
Chor. They kiss and lye, &c.
Anto. Thus I have warm’d a Viper in my bosom,
That wanted only heat enough to sting me,
And give me Death it self.
1. Spir. After him can Pedro stay til’t be day;
Thus they sport the Night away,
Flora watching whilst they do
Laugh at you,
Saying, where’s the Cuckold now?
1. Spir. They sport.