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Written within his heart: But I am heated, And do forget this presence, and my self. Your pardon, Lady. Erota: You should not ask, 'less you knew how to give. For my sake _Cassilane_, cast out of your thoughts All ill conceptions of your worthy son, That (questionless) has ignorantly offended, Declared in his penitence. Cassilanes: Bid me dye, Lady, for your sake I'le do it; But that you'l say is nothing, for a man That has out-liv'd his honour: But command me In any thing save that, and _Cassilane_ Shall ever be your servant. Come _Annophel_, (My joy in this world) thou shalt live with me, (Retired in some solitarie nook,) The comfort of my age; my dayes are short, And ought to be well spent: and I desire No other witness of them but thy self, And good _Arcanes_. Annophel: I shall obey you Sir. Gonzalo: Noble Sir: If you taste any want of worldly means, Let not that discontent you: know me your friend, That hath, and can supply you. Cassilanes: Sir, I am too much bound to you already, And 'tis not of my cares the least, to give you Fair satisfaction. 259] Gonzalo: You may imagine I do speak to that end, But trust me, 'tis to make you bolder with me. Cassilanes: Sir, I thank you, and may make trial of you, Mean time my service. Annophel: Brother be comforted; so long as I continue Within my Fathers love, you cannot long Stand out an Exile: I must goe live with him, And I will prove so good an Orator In your behalf, that you again shall gain him, Or I will stir in him another anger, And be lost with you. Antinous: Better I were neglected: for he is hasty, And through the Choler that abounds in him, (Which for the time divides from him his judgement) He may cast you off, and with you his life; For grief will straight surprize him, and that way Must be his death: the sword has try'd too often, And all the deadly Instruments of war Have aim'd at his great heart, but ne're could touch it: Yet not a limb about him wants a scar. Cassilanes: Madam my duty-- Erota: Will you be gone? Cassilanes: I must, Lady, but I shall be ready, When you are pleas'd command me
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