Market-place at l. 119).〉
ALEXANDER, HEPHESTION, Page, DIOGENES, APELLES.
〈Enter ALEXANDER, HEPHAESTION, and Page.〉
Alex. Stand aside sir boy, till you be called. Hephestion, how doe yee like the sweete face of Campaspe?
Hep. I cannot but commend the stoute courage of Timoclea.
Alex. Without doubt Campaspe had some great man to her father.
|Hep. You know Timoclea had Theagines to her brother||5|
Alex. Timoclea stil in thy mouth! art thou not in loue?
Hep. Not I.
Alex. Not with Timoclea you meane; wherein you resemble the Lapwing, who crieth most where her neast is not. And so you lead
|me from espying your loue with Campaspe, you cry Timoclea||10|
Hep. Could I aswell subdue kingdomes, as I can my thoughtes; or were I as farre from ambition, as I am frõ loue; al the world wold account mee as valiant in armes, as I know my self moderate in affection.
|Alex. Is loue a vice?||15|
Hep. It is no vertue.
Alex. Well, now shalt thou see what small difference I make betweene Alexander and Hephestion. And sith thou haste beene alwayes partaker of my triumphes, thou shalt be partaker of my
|tormẽtes. I loue, Hephestion, I loue! I loue Campaspe, a thing||20|
Hep. Might my wordes craue pardon, and my counsel credite,
|I woulde both discharge the||25|
Alex. Speake Hephestion; for whatsoeuer is spoken, Hephestion speaketh to Alexander.
Hep. I can not tel, Alexander, whether the reporte be more
|shameful to be heard, or the cause sorrowfull to be beleeued!||30|