A street before Glister’s house.
Enter Maria above.
MARIA
Now nature’s pencil and the hand of time
Gives life and limb to generation’s act,
My shame and guilt in wordless notes appear,
The argument of scorn. O now I stand
The theme and comment to each liberal tongue,
Whilst hope breeds comfort, and fear threats my wrong.
O Gerardine, how oft thy lively figure,
[Deeply] impressed in my yielding temper,
Assures me thou art mine! How fancy paints
Thy true proportion in my troubled sleep,
Because sole subject of my daily thoughts.
O, if thy vows prove feign’d and thou unjust,
I say and swear in men there is no trust.
Enter Gerardine.
GERARDINE
Thus have I passed the round and court of guard,
Without the word: either conceit is strong,
Or else the body where true love’s confin’d
Walks as a spirit and doth force his way
Through greatest dangers, frightful to those eyes
That wait to intercept him. Maria!
How like to Cynthia in her silver orb
She seems to me, attended by love’s lamp,
Whose mutual influence and soul’s sympathy
Doth show heaven’s model in mortality.
MARIA
Gerardine!
Aurora [nor] the blushing sun’s approach
Dart not more comfort to this universe
Than thou to me. Most acceptably come;
The art of number cannot count the hours
Thou hast been absent.
GERARDINE
Infinity of love
Holds no proportion with arithmetic.
Think not, Maria, but my heart retains
A deep impression of such thoughts as these.
I have been forging of a mirthful plot
To celebrate our wish’d conjunction;
Which now digested, come to summon thee
To be an actress in the comedy.
MARIA
How, where, when? Speak, mine ears are quick to hear;
I stand on thorns already to be there.
GERARDINE
At Dryfat’s house, the merchant, there’s our scene,
Whose sequel, if I fail not in intent,
Shall answer our desires and each content.
But when sawest thou Lipsalve and Gudgeon, our two gallants?
MARIA
They are here in the house, so handled by mine uncle that they are the pitifullest patients that ever you beheld.
GERARDINE
No matter, he serves them in their kind; they were infamous in the court and now are grown as notorious in the city. They may happily prove particles in our sport, and fit subjects for laughter.
Time calls me hence: adieu; prepare to meet.
MARIA
I shall outstrip the nimblest in my feet.
Exeunt.