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_Evad_. They'l mock me.
_Amint_. Faith thou shalt come in.
[_Enter Evadne_.
_Mel_. Good morrow Sister; he that understands Whom you have wed, need not to wish you joy.
You have enough, take heed you be not proud.
_Diph_. O Sister, what have you done!
_Evad_. I done! why, what have I done?
_Strat_. My Lord _Amintor_ swears you are no Maid now.
_Evad_. Pus.h.!.+
_Strat_. I faith he does.
_Evad_. I knew I should be mockt.
_Diph_. With a truth.
_Evad_. If 'twere to do again, in faith I would not marry.
_Amint_. Not I by Heaven.
[_Aside_.
_Diph_. Sister, Dula swears she heard you cry two rooms off.
_Evad_. Fie how you talk!
_Diph_. Let's see you walk.
_Evad_. By my troth y'are spoil'd.
_Mel_. _Amintor_!
_Amint_. Ha!
_Mel_. Thou art sad.
_Amint_. Who I? I thank you for that, shall _Diphilus_, thou and I sing a catch?
_Mel_. How!
_Amint_. Prethee let's.
_Mel_. Nay, that's too much the other way.
_Amint_. I am so lightned with my happiness: how dost thou Love? kiss me.
_Evad_. I cannot love you, you tell tales of me.
_Amint_. Nothing but what becomes us: Gentlemen, Would you had all such Wives, and all the world, That I might be no wonder; y'are all sad; What, do you envie me? I walk methinks On water, and ne're sink, I am so light.
_Mel_. 'Tis well you are so.
_Amint_. Well? how can I be other, when she looks thus?
Is there no musick there? let's dance.
_Mel_. Why? this is strange, _Amintor_!
_Amint_. I do not know my self; Yet I could wish my joy were less.
_Diph_. I'le marry too, if it will make one thus.
_Evad_. _Amintor_, hark. [_Aside_.
_Amint_. What says my Love? I must obey.
_Evad_. You do it scurvily, 'twill be perceiv'd.
_Cle_. My Lord the King is here.
[_Enter King and Lysi_.
_Amint_. Where?
_Stra_. And his Brother.
_King_. Good morrow all.
_Amintor,_ joy on, joy fall thick upon thee!
And Madam, you are alter'd since I saw you, I must salute you; you are now anothers; How lik't you your nights rest?
_Evad_. Ill Sir.
_Amint_. I! 'deed she took but little.
_Lys_. You'l let her take more, and thank her too shortly.
_King_. _Amintor_, wert thou truly honest Till thou wert Married?
_Amint_. Yes Sir.
_King_. Tell me then, how shews the sport unto thee?
_Amint_. Why well.
