No my _Zenocia_,
My first love here begun, rests here unreapt yet,
And here for ever.
_Zen._ You have made me happy,
Even in the midst of bondage blest.
_Zab._ You see now
What rubs are in your way.
_Hip._ And quickly _Zabulon_
I'le root 'em out.--Be sure you do this presently.
_Zab._ Do not you alter then.
_Hip._ I am resolute. [_Exit Zabulon._
_Arn._ To see you only I came hither last,
Drawn by no love of hers, nor base allurements,
For by this holy light I hate her heartily.
_Leop._ I am glad of that, you have sav'd me so much vengeance
And so much fear,
From this hour fair befal you.
_Arn._ Some means I shall make shortly to redeem you,
Till when, observe her well, and fit her temper,
Only her lust contemn.
_Zen._ When shall I see you?
_Arn._ I will live hereabouts, and bear her fair still,
Till I can find a fit hour to redeem you.
_Hip._ Shut all the doors.
_Arn._ Who's that?
_Zen._ We are betray'd,
The Lady of the house has heard our parly,
Seen us, and seen our Loves.
_Hip._ You courteous Gallant,
You that scorn all I can bestow, that laugh at
The afflictions, and the groans I suffer for you,
That slight and jeer my love, contemn the fortune
My favours can fling on you, have I caught you?
Have I now found the cause? ye fool my wishes;
Is mine own slave, my bane? I nourish that
That sucks up my content.
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