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Place near the Sea-shore.
Enter DIONYZA and LEONINE.
Dion. Thy oath remember ; thou hast sworn to do
'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known.
Leon. I'll do't; but yet she is a goodly creature.
I am resolv'd.
Enter MARINA, with a Basket of Flowers. Mar. No, no, I will rob Tellus 6 of her weed, To strew thy green with flowers : the yellows, blues, The purple violets, and marigolds, Shall, as a chaplet, hang upon thy grave, While summer days do last. Ah me! poor maid, Born in a tempest, when my mother died, This world to me is like a lasting storm, Whirring me from my friends.
6 The earth.
Dion. How now, Mariaa! why do you keep alone! How chance my daughter is not with you? Do not Consume
your blood with sorrowing : you have
Mar. No, I pray you ;
Go, I pray you,
Well, I will go;
Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you.
I warrant you, madam. Dion. I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while;
7 Countenance, look. 1.6. Ere the sea by the coming in of the tide mar your walk.
Pray you walk softly, do not heat your blood :
Thanks, sweet madam.
[Exit DIONYZA. Is this wind westerly that blows? Leon.
South-west. Mar. When I was born, the wind was north. Leon.
Leon. And when was this?
It was when I was born : Never was waves nor wind more violent.
Leon. Come, say your prayers speedily.
What mean you? Leon. If you require a little space for prayer,
Why, will you kill me ? Leon. To satisfy my lady.
Mar. Why would she have me kill'd ? Now, as I can remember, by my troth, I never did her hurt in all my life ;
? A ship-boy.
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
Mar. You will not do't for all the world, I hope. You are well-favour'd, and your looks foreshow You have a gentle heart. I saw you lately, When you caught hurt in parting two that fought: Good sooth, it show'd well in you ; do so now: Your lady seeks my life: come you between, And save poor me, the weaker. Leon.
I am sworn, And will despatch.
Enter Pirates, whilst MARINA is struggling. 1 Pirate. Hold, villain ! [LEONINE runs away. 2 Pirate. A prize! a prize!
3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part, Come, let's have her aboard suddenly.
[Exeunt Pirates with MARINA.
There's no hope she'll return.
And thrown into the sea.-But I'll see further;
[Exit. SCENE III.
Mitylene. A Room in a Brothel.
Enter PANDER, Bawd, and BOULT.
Pand, Search the market narrowly; Mitylene is full of gallants. We lost too much
mart, by being too wenchless.
Bawd. We were never so much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do ; and with continual action are even as good as rotten. Pand. Therefore let's have fresh ones, whate'er we
If there be not a conscience to be us’d in every trade, we shall never prosper.
Bawd. Thou say'st true: 'tis not the bringing up of poor
bastards, as I think I have brought up some eleven
Boult. Ay, to eleven, and brought them down again. But shall I search the market?
Bawd. What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden.
pay for them.