Am. Better and better, he’s a wondrous man.
[Exeunt Am. and Oli.
Fal. ‘Tis the most unjanty humour that ever I saw;
Ay, ay, he is my Rival,
No marvel an he look’d so big upon me;
He is damnable valiant, and as jealous as
He is valiant; how shall I behave my
Self to him, and these too idle humours of his
I cannot yet determine; the comfort is,
He knows I am a Coward whatever face I set upon it.
Well, I must either resolve never to provoke
His Jealousy, or be able to rencounter his
Other fury, his Valour; that were a good
Resolve if I be not past all hope.
[Ex.
SCENE III.
Enter Alcippus and Erminia, as in a Bed-Chamber.
Alcip. But still methinks, Erminia, you are sad,
A heaviness appears in those fair Eyes,
As if your Soul were agitating something
Contrary to the pleasure of this night.
Er. You ought in Justice, Sir, t’excuse me here,
Prisoners when first committed are less gay,
Than when they’re us’d to Fetters every day,
But yet in time they will more easy grow.
Alcip. You strangely bless me in but saying so.
Er. Alcippus, I’ve an humble suit to you.