When the Boy Adonis dyed,
Here’s Medea’s Charm, with which_
Jasons heart she did bewitch,
Omphale this Spell put in,
When she made the Libyan_ spin. 
This dull root pluckt from Lethe flood,
Purges all pure thoughts, and good. 
  These I stir thus, round, round, round,
  Whilst our light feet beat the ground._

Mag.  Now Sir, ’tis full, and whosoever drinks this
Shall violently doat upon your person,
And never sleep nor eat unsatisfied: 
So many hours ’twill work, and work with Violence;
And those expired, ’tis done.  You have my art, Sir.

Enter Leucippe.

Ant.  See him rewarded liberally—­Leucippe.  Here, take this bowl, and when she calls for Wine next, Be sure you give her this, and see her drink it; Delay no time when she calls next.

Leu.  I shall, Sir.

Ant.  Let none else touch it on your life.

Leu.  I am charg’d, Sir.

Ant.  Now if she have an antidote art let her ’scape me. [Exeunt.

SCENA IV.

Enter Leontius, Lieutenant, Gent.

1 Gent.  There’s the door, Lieutenant, if you dare do any thing.

Leo.  Here’s no man waits.

1 Gent.  H’ as given a charge that none shall, Nor none shall come within the hearing of him:  Dare ye go forward?

Lieu.  Let me put on my Skull first.  My head’s almost beaten into th’ pap of an Apple.  Are there no Guns i’th’ door?

Leo.  The Rogue will do it.  And yet I know he has no Stomach to’t.

Lieu.  What loop-holes are there when I knock for stones, For those may pepper me?  I can perceive none.

Leo.  How he views the Fortification.

Lieu.  Farewel Gentlemen, If I be kill’d—­

Leo.  We’ll see thee buried bravely.

Lieu.  Away, how should I know that then?  I’ll knock softly.  Pray heaven he speak in a low voice now to comfort me:  I feel I have no heart to’t:—­Is’t well, Gentlemen?  Colonel, my Troop—­

Leo.  A little louder.

Lieu.  Stay, stay; Here is a window, I will see, stand wide.  By ——­ he’s charging of a Gun.

Leo.  There’s no such matter.  There’s no body in this room.

Lieu.  O ’twas a fire-shovel:  Now I’ll knock louder; if he say who’s there?  As sure he has so much manners, then will I answer him So finely & demurely; my Troop Colonel—­ [knocks louder.

1 Gent.  Knock louder, Fool, he hears not.

Lieu.  You fool, do you.  Do and you dare now.

1 Gent.  I do not undertake it.

Lieu.  Then hold your peace, and meddle with your own matters.

Leo.  Now he will knock. [Knocks louder.