No, nor it shall not. 
And though he were my God as well as King,
I would instruct thee how to disobey him;
Thou shalt, Erminia, bravely say, I will not;
He cannot force thee to’t against thy will. 
—­Oh Gods, shall duty to a King and Father
Make thee commit a Murder on thy self,
Thy sacred self, and me that do adore thee? 
No, my Erminia, quit this vain devoir,
And follow Love that may preserve us all: 
—­Presumptuous Villain, bold Ingratitude—­
Hadst thou no other way to pay my favours? 
By Heaven, ’twas bravely bold, was it not, Alcander?

Alcan.  It was somewhat strange, Sir; But yet perhaps he knew not that you lov’d her.

Phil.  Not know it! yes, as well as thou and I.
The world was full on’t, and could he be ignorant? 
Why was her Father call’d from banishment,
And plac’d about the King, but for her sake? 
What made him General, but my Passion for her? 
What gave him twenty thousand Crowns a year,
But that which made me captive to Erminia,
Almighty Love, of which thou say’st he is ignorant? 
How has he order’d his audacious flame,
That I cou’d ne’er perceive it all this while.

Alcan.  Then ’twas a flame conceal’d from you alone,
To the whole Court, besides, ’twas visible. 
He knew you would not suffer it to burn out;
And therefore waited till his services
Might give encouragement to’s close design. 
If that could do’t he nobly has endeavour’d it,
But yet I think you need not yield her, Sir.

Phi. Alcippus, I confess, is brave enough,
And by such ways I’ll make him quit his claim;
He shall to morrow to the Camp again,
And then I’ll own my Passion to the King;
He loves me well, and I may hope his pity.

  Till then be calm, my Heart, for if that fail,
                                [Points to his Sword.
  This is the argument that will prevail.

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

THE REPRESENTATION OF THE WEDDING.

The Curtain must be let down, and soft Musick must play:  The Curtain being drawn up, discovers a scene of a Temple:  The King sitting on a Throne, bowing down to join the hands Alcippus and Erminia, who kneel on the steps of the Throne; the Officers of the Court and Clergy standing in order by, with Orgulius. This within the Scene.

Without on the Stage_, Philander with his Sword half drawn, held by Galatea, who looks ever on Alcippus:  Erminia still fixing her Eyes on Philander; Pisaro passionately gazing on Galatea:  Aminta on Fallatio, and he on her:  Alcander, Isillia, Cleontius, in other several postures, with the rest, all remaining without motion, whilst the Musick softly plays; this continues a while till the Curtain falls; and then the Musick plays aloud till the Act begins.