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[Scene IV.

A Street in Mora.]
Enter Monasin, Filadin, and Cratoner.
Crat.
What ever it is thou dost advise Us too,
Wee will not only thinke on it, but doe.

Fil.
Bravely resolv'd! then let noe time be lost,
But let each of Us hasten to his post.
You two shall in disguise to Leptis goe.
Thence lett mee hourely all that passes know.
I feare the Generalls open nature may,
By the Kings arts, his Innocence betray,
And when hee has the power his head to take,
Hee at the Sinne will not much scruple make.

Mon.
If the Usurpers rage shou'd rise soe high,
We have not yet forgott to Mutiny,
And, rather than that Losse wee will endure,
For our last ill wee'l practice our first Cure.

[Exeunt.