_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_. Push!

_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.