hou hadst made a star: give me thy hand;
From this time I will know thee, and as far
As honour gives me leave, be thy _Amintor_:
When we meet next, I will salute thee fairly,
And pray the gods to give thee happy dayes:
My charity shall go along with thee,
Though my embraces must be far from thee.
I should ha' kill'd thee, but this sweet repentance
Locks up my vengeance, for which thus I kiss thee,
The last kiss we must take; and would to heaven
The holy Priest that gave our hands together,
Had given us equal Vertues: go _Evadne_,
The gods thus part our bodies, have a care
My honour falls no farther, I am well then.

_Evad_. All the dear joyes here, and above hereafter
Crown thy fair soul: thus I take leave my Lord,
And never shall you see the foul _Evadne_
Till sh'ave tryed all honoured means that may
Set her in rest, and wash her stains away.

[_Exeunt_.

_Banquet. Enter King, Calianax. Hoboyes play within_.

_King_. I cannot tell how I should credit this
From you that are his enemy.

_Cal_. I am sure he said it to me, and I'le justifie it
What way he dares oppose, but with my sword.

_King_. But did he break without all circumstance
To you his foe, that he would have the Fort
To kill me, and then escape?

_Cal_. If he deny it, I'le make him blush.

_King_. It sounds incredibly.

_Cal_. I, so does every thing I say of late.

_King_. Not so _Calianax_.

_Cal_. Yes, I should sit
Mute, whilst a Rogue with strong arms cuts your throat.

_King_. Well, I will try him, and if this be true
I'le pawn my life I'le find it; if't be false,
And that you clothe your hate in such a lie,
You shall hereafter doat in your own house, not in the
Court.

_Cal_. Why if it be a lie,
Mine ears are false; for I'le be sworn I heard it:
Old men are good for nothing; you were best
Put me to death for hearing, and free h