Thomas Dekker Edited, with an introd and notes . ACT THE SCENE l.—Londoju The Cottri of Atk^ Enter Orleans melancholy, Galloway with him; aBoy after them with a lute. RLE. Begone : leave that with me, andleave me to myself : if the king ask forme, swear to him I am sick, and thoushalt not lie ; pray thee leave I am gone, sir. [Exit. Orle. This music makes me but moreout of , Agripyne. Gall. Gentle friend, no sayest love is a madness, hate it for the names sake. Orle. O, I love that madness,Even for the names sake. Gall. Let me tame this frenz
Thomas Dekker Edited, with an introd and notes . ACT THE SCENE l.—Londoju The Cottri of Atk^ Enter Orleans melancholy, Galloway with him; aBoy after them with a lute. RLE. Begone : leave that with me, andleave me to myself : if the king ask forme, swear to him I am sick, and thoushalt not lie ; pray thee leave I am gone, sir. [Exit. Orle. This music makes me but moreout of , Agripyne. Gall. Gentle friend, no sayest love is a madness, hate it for the names sake. Orle. O, I love that madness,Even for the names sake. Gall. Let me tame this frenzy,By telling thee thou art a prisoner here,By telling thee shes daughter to a telling thee the King of Cyprus sonShines like a sun, between her looks and thine,Whilst thou seemst but a star to Agripyne :He loves her. Orle. If he do : why so do I. Gall. Love is ambitious, and loves majesty. SCENE I.] OLD FORTUNATUS. 337 Orle. Dear friend, thou art deceived, loves voice dothsingAs sweetly in a beggar as a king. Gall. Dear friend, thou art deceived : O
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