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Sc. xvii

Enter Iaspero and laura.

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Ias:
oh let mee euer yor invention praise
and this yor plott to perpetuity
be still remembred

lau:
t'was a womans witt

Ias:
nor can wee make appointmt ator pleasure
but here weele meet sometimes and harbor vs
close from suspitious eies

lau
kisse and embrace
both priviledg'd by the good luck of ffate

Ias:
but madam is the duke soe much incensd
against the prince and his sweet ffavorite
that hee hath vow'd both their deathes

lau
noe intercession
can plead gainst his incensmt s but their endes
the griefe whereof would kill mee
but that comfort liues in thee

Ias:
well leaving this come to our first discourse

lau:
as I was speaking

Enter duke, Martiall
Ma:
it wilbe censur'd neerer tiranny
then iustice that I heare already
byeuery tongue in Court, if the prince dy
who shall succeed you

du:
haue I not a daughter
in whose faire reformation I haue now
stor'd all my hopes, faire laura shall succeed
whose sunshine of affection being eclipsd

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since Iasperoe's departure hath in her bossome
roome for all royall vertues

Ma
yet the prince

du.
but to name him, is more to incense or wrath
wee are imou'd and or red actions
are dide in bloud and death

lau:
and if I succeed by all my hopes & happines thou shalt raign
wc h if I faile in I wish the earth may make mee
a lothed burden and the glorious sunn
a despis'd obiect

du
thates her voice

Ma
the princes I take it

lau:
let Maiesty be madd and power incens'd
authority be mou'd and soveraignty
swell to the height of indignation
euen to the worst that death or torture can
mauger all these that can or liues wt hstand
make mine thy heart, thine is my constant hand

du:
oh harsher discordes then the panges of hell
cease 'em Martiall, is or too gentle vsage made a slaue
I'am all rage and ffury

Ma:
good princesse what haue you done

lau:
that wc h since cholerick fate
hath in my best of hopes betraid mee in
Ile stand in euen to death.

du
an Indian slaue, worse then the ffuries ofspring

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yet thy sonn tho most vnworthy, hee had better bene
t'were of too illes the least, nay since the heauens
haue made my issue soe vnfortunate
to vengeance wholly Ile my selfe apply
away wt h them, tomorrow all shall dy

Ma:
the woodman too

du:
euen him wee will not spare
they all shall perish since all guilty are

Exeunt