Double Falsehood
Act III, Scene 1
The prospect of a village.
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Enter Julio with a letter, and Citizen.
Citizen
1 - 4
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When from the window she did bow and call,
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Her passions shook her voice; and from her eyes
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Mistemper and distraction, with strange wildness
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Bespoke concern above a common sorrow.
Julio
5 - 13
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Poor Leonora! Treacherous, damn’d Henriquez!
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She bids me fill my memory with her danger;
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I do, my Leonora; yes, I fill
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The region of my thought with nothing else;
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Lower, she tells me here, that this affair
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Shall yield a testimony of her love:
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And prays, her letter may come safe and sudden.
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This pray’r the heav’ns have heard, and I beseech ’em,
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To hear all pray’rs she makes.
Citizen
14
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Have patience, sir.
Julio
15 - 26
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O my good friend, methinks, I am too patient.
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Is there a treachery, like this in baseness,
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Recorded any where? It is the deepest:
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None but itself can be its parallel:
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And from a friend, profess’d! Friendship? Why, ’tis
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A word forever maim’d; in human nature
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It was a thing the noblest; and ’mong beasts,
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It stood not in mean place: things of fierce nature
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Hold amity and concordance. Such a villainy
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A writer could not put down in his scene,
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Without taxation of his auditory
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For fiction most enormous.
Citizen
27 - 28
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These upbraidings
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Cool time, while they are vented.
Julio
29 - 32
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I am counsel’d.
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For you, evermore, thanks. You’ve done much for us;
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So gently press’d to ’t, that I may persuade me
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You’ll do a little more.
Citizen
33 - 35
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Put me t’ employment
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That’s honest, though not safe, with my best spirits
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I’ll give’t accomplishment.
Julio
36 - 41
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No more but this;
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For I must see Leonora: and to appear
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Like Julio, as I am, might haply spoil
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Some good event ensuing. Let me crave
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Th’ exchange of habit with you: some disguise,
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May bear me to my love, unmark’d, and secret.
Citizen
42 - 43
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You shall not want. Yonder’s the house before us:
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Make haste to reach it.
Julio
44 - 48
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Still I thank you, sir.
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O Leonora! Stand but this rude shock;
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Hold out thy faith against the dread assault
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Of this base lord, the service of my life
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Shall be devoted to repay thy constancy.
