as won
But half of thee, thy body, but thy mind
May be as free as his, his will did never
Combate thine, and take it prisoner.

_Tigr_.

But if he by force convey my body hence,
What helps it me or thee to be unwilling?

_Spa_.

O _Tigranes_, I know you are to see a Lady there,
To see, and like I fear: perhaps the hope
Of her make[s] you forget me, ere we part,
Be happier than you know to wish; farewel.

_Tigr_.

_Spaconia_, stay and hear me what I say:
In short, destruction meet me that I may
See it, and not avoid it, when I leave
To be thy faithful lover: part with me
Thou shalt not, there are none that know our love,
And I have given gold unto a Captain
That goes unto _Iberia_ from the King,
That he will place a Lady of our Land
With the Kings Sister that is offered me;
Thither shall you, and being once got in
Perswade her by what subtil means you can
To be as backward in her love as I.

_Spa_.

Can you imagine that a longing maid
When she beholds you, can be pull'd away
With words from loving you?

_Tigr_.

Dispraise my health, my honesty, and tell her I am jealous.

_Spa_.

Why, I had rather lose you: can my heart
Consent to let my tongue throw out such words,
And I that ever yet spoke what I thought,
Shall find it such a thing at first to lie?

_Tigr_.

Yet do thy best.

_Enter_ Bessus.

_Bes_.

What, is your Majesty ready?

_Tigr_.

There is the Lady, Captain.

_Bes_.

Sweet Lady, by your leave, I co[u]ld wish my self more full of
Courtship for your fair sake.

_Spa_.

Sir I shall feel no want of that.

_Bes_.

Lady, you must hast, I have received new letters from the King
that require more hast than I expected, he will follow me
suddenly himself, and begins to call for your Majesty already.

_Tigr_.

He shall not do so long.

_Bes_.

Sweet Lady, shall I call you my Charge hereafter?

_Spa_.

I will not take upon me to govern your tongue Sir, you shall call
me what you please.

_Actus Secundus_.

_Enter_ Gobrias, Bacurius, Arane, Panthe, _and_ Mandane,
_ Waiting-women with Attendants_.

_Gob_.

My Lord Bacurius, you must have regard unto the Queen, she is
your prisoner, 'tis at your peril if she make escape.

_Bac_.

My Lord, I know't, she is my prisoner from you committed; yet she
is a woman, and so I keep her safe, you will not urge me to keep