Beam. Adieu! if I would speak, I cannot—­ [Exit.

  Enter ISABINDA.

Isab. Is it permitted me to see your eyes Once more, before eternal night shall close them?

Tow. I summoned all I had of man to see you;
’Twas well the time allowed for it was short;
I could not bear it long:  ’Tis dangerous,
And would divide my love ’twixt heaven and you. 
I therefore part in haste; think I am going
A sudden journey, and have not the leisure
To take a ceremonious long farewell.

Isab. Do you still love me?

Tow. Do not suppose I do; ’Tis for your ease, since you must stay behind me, To think I was unkind; you’ll grieve the less.

Har. Though I suspect you joined in my son’s murder, Yet, since it is not proved, you have your life.

Isab. I thank you for’t, I’ll make the noblest use
Of your sad gift; that is, to die unforced: 
I’ll make a present of my life to Towerson,
To let you see, though worthless of his love,
I would not live without him.

Tow. I charge you, love my memory, but live.

Har. She shall be strictly guarded from that violence She means against herself.

Isab. Vain men! there are so many paths to death,
You cannot stop them all:  o’er the green turf,
Where my love’s laid, there will I mourning sit,
And draw no air but from the damps that rise
Out of that hallowed earth; and for my diet,
I mean my eyes alone shall feed my mouth. 
Thus will I live, till he in pity rise,
And the pale shade take me in his cold arms,
And lay me kindly by him in his grave.

  Enter COLLINS, and then PEREZ, JULIA following him.

Har. No more; your time’s now come, you must away.

Col. Now, devils, you have done your worst with tortures; death’s a privation of pain, but they were a continual dying.

Jul. Farewell, my dearest!  I may have many husbands, But never one like thee.

Per. As you love my soul, take hence that woman.—­
My English friends, I’m not ashamed of death,
While I have you for partners; I know you innocent,
And so am I, of this pretended plot;
But I am guilty of a greater crime;
For, being married in another country,
The governor’s persuasions, and my love
To that ill woman, made me leave the first,
And make this fatal choice. 
I’m justly punished; for her sake I die: 
The Fiscal, to enjoy her, has accused me. 
There is another cause;
By his procurement I should have killed—­

Fisc. Away with him, and stop his mouth. [He is led off.