A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14
SCENE IV.
_Enter the_ KING _solus_.
KING. Her husband dead too! Fates, let me die, I am too happy to remain long thus Without a ruin, great as the height I fell from. Plangus was my only obstacle; but him I have Removed. But love commanded: His presence would have countermanded all attempts; I need not fear his magic at this distance. His looks and actions were one entire enchantment, All[84]-powerful over a lady's heart. I sent for her; but she's not come yet. Who waits without?
_Enter_ ARTESIO.
ART. There's a mourning lady, sir, Would speak with the king.
KING. Admit her, and begone.