Evad. I am come at length Sir, but how welcome?
King. What pretty new device is this Evadne?
What do you tie me to you by my love?
This is a quaint one: Come my dear and kiss me;
I'le be thy Mars to bed my Queen of Love:
Let us be caught together, that the Gods may see,
And envy our embraces.
Evad. Stay Sir, stay,
You are too hot, and I have brought you Physick
To temper your high veins.
King. Prethee to bed then; let me take it warm,
There you shall know the state of my body better.
Evad. I know you have a surfeited foul body,
And you must bleed.
King. Bleed!
Evad. I, you shall bleed: lie still, and if the Devil,
Your lust will give you leave, repent: this steel
Comes to redeem the honour that you stole,
King, my fair name, which nothing but thy death
Can answer to the world.
King. How's this Evadne?
Evad. I am not she: nor bear I in this breast
So much cold Spirit to be call'd a Woman:
I am a Tyger: I am any thing
That knows not pity: stir not, if thou dost,
I'le take thee unprepar'd; thy fears upon thee,
That make thy sins look double, and so send thee
(By my revenge I will) to look those torments
Prepar'd for such black souls.
King. Thou dost not mean this: 'tis impossible:
Thou art too sweet and gentle.