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Scen. 8.
Enter two Sivil Merchants.1. Merchant.
Our Duke Eugenio is safe return'd
Loaden with Trophies, Spoils and Victories.
2. Mer.
Those Hectors too who lanched forth for Tunis:
Have shown their valour: and inrich'd their Fortunes
Which languish'd in despair before this voyage
Above expectance: rich Rix Dollers are
Sown like Pactolus sand: their pockets cramm'd
With Indian Ore.
1. Merchant.
What will not prowess do
Where hope of honour, promise of reward,
Or Countreys fame, th'attractiv'st lure of all,
Give spirit to mens actions?
2. Merchant.
This appears
Instanc'd in them to life: for by their hazard
Successfully compleated, Forrain Sails
Ne're came so richly fraughted.
1. Merchant.
It were well
The rest of our stout Myrmidons, whose Courage
Stands for the Wall, or in a Tavern quarrel,
Or an Highways surprise; to raise a stock
To feed their debaucht visits, were so imploy'd:
It would secure our Commerce.
2. Merchant.
This good Duke
Will regulate no doubt, his State-affairs
With that Composure, as no fruitless weed
Shall promise to it self-long nourishment
Within the Coast of Sivil.—What means this?
A noise of Clarions, Surdons, Fifes, Plausulets within.
The Dukes approaching in triumphant state:
Herald.
Make clear the way, room for his Excellence.
Never did Sivil shew more like her self,
Nor beautifi'd with a more graceful presence
Since her foundation.
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