To come to the direct, which must be used:
For the direct is crooked; love comes flying;
The height of love is still wonne with denying.
_Buss._ Thanks, honoured father.
_Fri._ Shee must never know
That you know any thing of any love
Sustain'd on her part: for, learne this of me,
In any thing a woman does alone,
If she dissemble, she thinks tis not done;
If not dissemble, nor a little chide,
Give her her wish, she is not satisfi'd;
To have a man think that she never seekes
Does her more good than to have all she likes:
This frailty sticks in them beyond their sex,
Which to reforme, reason is too perplex:
Urge reason to them, it will doe no good;
Humour (that is the charriot of our food
In every body) must in them be fed,
To carrie their affections by it bred.
Stand close!          
_Enter Tamyra with a book._
_Tam._ Alas, I fear my strangenesse will retire him.
If he goe back, I die; I must prevent it,
And cheare his onset with my sight at least,
And that's the most; though every step he takes
Goes to my heart. Ile rather die than seeme
Not to be strange to that I most esteeme.
_Fri._ Madam!
_Tam._ Ah!
_Fri._ You will pardon me, I hope,
That so beyond your expectation,
(And at a time for visitants so unfit)
I (with my noble friend here) visit you:
You know that my accesse at any time
Hath ever beene admitted; and that friend,
That my care will presume to bring with me,
Shall have all circumstance of worth in him
To merit as free welcome as myselfe.
_Tam._ O father, but at this suspicious houre
You know how apt best men are to suspect us

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