Hip. No means yet left me? For now I burst with anger: none to satisfie me? No comfort? no revenge?
Zab. You speak too late;
You might have had all these, your useful servants,
Had you been wise, and suddain: what power, or will
Over her beauty, have you now? by violence
To constrain his love; she is as free as you are,
And no law can impeach her liberty,
And whilst she is so, Arnoldo will despise you.
Hip. Either my love or anger must be satisfied, Or I must dye.
Zab. I have a way wou'd do it, Wou'd do it yet, protect me from the Law.
Hip. From any thing; thou knowest what power I have, What mony, and what friends.
Zab. 'Tis a devilish one: But such must now be us'd: walk in, I'le tell you; And if you like it, if the Devil can do any thing—
Hip. Devil, or what thou wilt, so I be satisfied. [Ex.
Enter Sulpitia, and Jaques.
Sulp. This is the rarest and the lustiest fellow, And so bestirs himself—
Jaq. Give him breath Mistress, You'l melt him else.