Enter Chilax and Priestess, Calis, Lady and Nun.
Chi. What lights are those that enter there, still nearer?
Plague o' your rotten itch, do you draw me hither
Into the Temple to betray me? was there no place
To satisfie your sin in? Gods forgive me,
Still they come forward.
Priest. Peace ye fool, I have found it,
'Tis the young Princess Calis.
Chi. 'Tis the Devil,
To claw us for our catterwawling.
Priest. Retire softly,
I did not look for you these two hours, Lady,
Beshrew your hast: that way. [To Chilax.
Chi. That goes to the Altar!
Ye old blind Beast.
Priest. I know not, any way;
Still they come nearer,
I'le in to th' Oracle.
Chi. That's well remembred I'le in with ye.
Priest. Do. [Exeunt Priest, and Chilax.
Enter Calis and her Train with lights, singing:
Lucippe, Cleanthe.
SONG.
O fair sweet Goddess Queen of Loves,
Soft and gentle, as thy Doves,
Humble ey'd, and ever ruing
Those poor hearts, their Loves pursuing:
O thou Mother of delights,
Crowner of all happy nights,
Star of dear content, and pleasure,
Of mutual loves the endless treasure,
Accept this sacrifice we bring,
Thou continual youth and Spring,
Grant this Lady her desires,
And every hour we'll crown thy fires.
Enter a Nun.
Nun. You about her all retire,
Whilest the Princess feeds the fire,
When your Devotions ended be
To the Oracle I will attend ye.
[Exit Nun and draws the Curtain close to Calis.
Enter Stremon and Eumenes.
Strem. He will abroad.
Eumen. How does his humour hold him?
Stre. He is now grown wondrous sad, weeps often too,
Talks of his Brother to himself, starts strangely.
Eumen. Does he not curse?
Strem. No.
Eumen. Nor break out in fury,
Offering some new attempt?
Strem. Neither; to th' Temple
Is all we hear of now: what there he will do—
Eumen. I hope repent his folly, let's be near him.
Strem. Where are the rest?
Eumen. About a business
Concerns him mainly, if Heav'n cure his madness,
He's made for ever, Stremon.
Strem. Does the King know it?
Eumen. Yes, and much troubled with it, he's now gone
To seek his Sister out.
Strem. Come let's away then. [Exeunt Eumen. Strem. Cal.