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King a-bed
And I will do it bravely: The mere joy
Tells me, I merit in it. Yet I must not
Thus tamely do it, as he sleeps; that were
To rock him to another world: My vengeance
Shall take him waking, and then lay before him
The number of his wrongs and punishments.
I'll shake his sins like furies, till I waken
His evil angel, his sick conscience;
And then I'll strike him dead. King, by your leave:.mw-parser-output .wst-floatright{float:right;text-indent:0}[Ties his Arms to the bed.
I dare not trust your strength. Your grace and I
Must grapple upon even terms no more.
So. If he rail me not from my resolution,
I shall be strong enough.
My lord the king, my lord; he sleeps
As if he meant to wake no more; my lord;
Is he not dead already? Sir, my Lord!
King.Who's that?
Evad.O you sleep soundly, sir!
King.My dear Evadne,
I have been dreaming of thee. Come to bed.
Evad.I am come at length, sir; but how welcome?
King.What pretty new device is this, Evadne?
What, do you tie me to you? By my love,
This is a quaint one. Come, my dear, and kiss me.
I'll be thy Mars; to bed, my queen of love:
Let us be caught together, that the gods
May see, and envy our embraces.
Evad.Stay, sir, stay;
You are too hot, and I have brought you physick
To temper your high veins.
King.Prithee, to Bed then; let me take it warm;
There thou shalt know the state of my body better.
Evad.I know you have a surfeited foul body;
And you must bleed.
King.Bleed!
Evad.Ay, you shall bleed! Lie still; and, if the devil,
Your lust, will give you leave, repent. This steel
Comes to redeem the honour that you stole,
King, my fair name; which nothing but thy death
Can answer to the world.
King.How's this, Evadne?
Evad.I am not she; nor bear I in this breast
So much cold spirit to be call'd a Woman.
I am a Tyger, I am any thing
That knows not Pity. Stir not, if thou dost,
I'll take thee unprepar'd; thy Fears upon thee,
That make thy sins look double; and so send thee
(By my revenge, I will) to look those torments
Prepared for such black souls.
King.Thou dost not mean this; 'tis impossible:
Thou art too sweet and gentle.
Evad.No, I am not.
I am as foul as thou art, and can number
As many such hells here. I was once fair,
Once I was lovely; not a blowing rose
More chastely sweet, till thou, thou, thou foul canker,
(Stir not) didst poison me. I was a world of virtue,
Till your curst court and you (Hell bless you for't!)
With your temptations on temptations,
Made me give up mine honour; for which, king,
I'm come to kill thee.
King.No!
Evad.I am.
King.Thou art not!
I pr'ythee speak not these things: Thou art gentle,
And wert not meant thus rugged.
Evad.Peace, and hear me.
Stir nothing but your tongue, and that for mercy
To those above us; by whose lights I vow,
Those blessed fires that shot to see our sin,
If thy hot soul had substance with thy blood,
I would kill that too; which, being past my steel,
My tongue shall reach. Thou art a shameless villain!
A thing out of the overcharge of nature;
Sent, like a thick cloud, to disperse a plague
Upon weak catching women! such a tyrant,
That for his lust would sell away his subjects!
Ay, all his Heaven hereafter!
King.Hear, Evadne,
Thou soul of sweetness, hear! I am thy king.
Evad.Thou art my shame! Lie still, there's none about you,
Within your cries: All promises of safety
Are but deluding dreams. Thus, thus, thou foul man,
Thus I begin my vengeance! [Stabs him.
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I do command thee, hold.
Evad.I do not mean Sir,
To part so fairly with you; we must change
More of these Love-tricks yet.
King.What bloody Villain
Provok'd thee to this Murther?
Evad.Thou, thou Monster.
King.Oh!
Evad.Thou kept'st me brave at Court, and whor'd me;
Then Married me to a young Noble Gentleman;
And whor'd me still.
King.Evadne, pity me.
Evad.
Hell take me then! This for my lord Amintor!
This for my noble brother! and this stroke
For the most wrong'd of women. [Kills him.
King.Oh! I die.
Evad.Die all our faults together! I forgive thee. [Exit.
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Enter two of the Bed-Chamber.