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Ent: Teniente, Don Iohn, Henrico.
Ten:
I ever feard some ill fate pointed at
this Citty.

Io:
makes ye fleete this way?

Hen:
Buzzano?

Ten:
I did dreame every night of't, & ye Ravens
wt h their vnlucky throates never leave croaking
some danger to vs all.

Hen:
where's Buzzano? villaine,

Io:
Be not discomforted.

Ten:
Don Fernando too
hath cutt or strengths off, taken away or swords
should save or throates: I did priudicate
too rashly of ye English, now we may
yleid vp ye Towne; Sirra, gett you up
Ent: Buzzano.
to th'highest Turret yt lookes three leagues into the Sea,
& tell vs what you can discover there.

Buz:
why I can tell you ere I goe.

Hen:
what?

Buz:
why there are fishes & shipps too in ye Sea,
they were made for that purpose.

Ten:
The fellow doates; climbe quickly sirra, & tell vs
whither any bend to this place; there's a fleete
abroad, skud rascall.

Hen:
Villayne away, & cast yor eyes into the Sea.

Buz:
Ile be hangd first: some wiser then some; mine Eyes
into ye Sea? I see no reason for't.

Ten:
why stayest thou? this slave is wt hout sence,
gett vp & see, & report the truth.

Buz:
That's another matter, I will overlooke you all prsently.

Exit.
Io:
What were I best to doe? I doe not like these Navyes.

Hen:
Tis past question, if they were kenn'd this way
that they intend to make another meale of this Citty.

Ten:
The first was but a Breakefast, they have shrewd stomakes;
oh, for a lusty storme to bury all
their hopes in the waves now; one good swelling Gust
would breake their ribbs in pieces.

Ent: Buzzano above.
Io:
No witches abroad?

Buz:
I see, I see, I see.

All:
What?

Buz:
nay, I cannot tell what yet.
something it is; I thinke it be a Towne.

Hen:
Some Iland in ye Sea?

Buz:
It swims on ye water.

Io:
Tis ye fleete; come they this way?

Buz:
yes, th'are ships,
I know 'em by their foule linnen: now I see
them plainely; they come, they come, they come.

Hen:
How far off?

Ten:
Speake sirra.

Buz:
If you would peace, I might heare what they say,
the wind serves to bring every word they speake;
they make towards, yes, towards this Citty.
A great fleete; stay, stay, looke to yor selves Dons,
they spitt fire allready, & have hung vp a thousand flaggs
of defyance. They are at ye fort, ye Castle, at ye Castle,
would I were pelted to death wt h Orenges & Lymons.

Ten:
Here comes Don Fernando, what newes?

Ent: Fernando wt h Eleonora.
fer:
Assured danger gentlemen, for all or men
already are in a palsye & doe fly
they know not whither; they are English.
the Citty's allmost desperate.

Ten:
Don Iohn, come wt h me
& helpe to encourage ye remayning soldiers.

Fer:
new supply shall quickly cheare yor hearts; Henrico?

Hen:
Sir?

fer:
In this Confusion, when a thousand feares
present them selves, & danger wt h full face
lookes on ye generall Towne, let me locke vp
this Treasure in yor armes; & for you have
at least an equall interest wt h mee
In Eleonora, in yor fathers house
she may hope more security; being of strength,
for this storme cannot last: But in yor love
she hath a stronger guard.

Hen:
This Act of Confidence
binds me for ever to Fernando, come
halfe of my soule, for we two must not bee
in life devided; Though ye Citty lye
at mercy of ye Enemy, yet from
Don Pedro Gusmans house not all man kind
shall take thee from me.

Ent: Buzzano & Spaniards flying.
Buz:
They come, they come, they come.

fer:
Com̄itting this my Iewell to yor trust
I must vnto my charge, my blessing.

Ele:
Oh doe not leave me sir; for wt hout you
what safety can I have? you are my father,
pray stay you wt h me.

Fer:
oh my Girle, I cannot,
dare not be so vnfaithfull to ye trust
his maiesty putt me in; though I would stay.

Eleo:
I feare if you goe hence all will not long be well.

Hen:
Distrust you me Elionora?

El:
no indeed,
you ever had wt h me th'opinion
of a most noble gentleman.

fer:
what then?

El:
I know not what besides my feare, & that
beggs I may share yor fortune, since you may not
take vp such safety here as I have.

fer:
Come, you are too blame; this heaven that now lookes on vs
wt h rugged brow may quickly smile againe
& then I shall revisite my Eleonora; so farewell.

Exit.
Hen:
Till when, wt h greater care then were ye Dragons
supposd to watch ye golden Apples growing
In the Hesperides, shall Henrico wayte
on his best loved—oh my Eleonora
I would to heaven there were no war but here
to shoote love darts; each smile from this fayre Eye
may take an Army prisoners; let me give
my life vp here vnto these lipps, & yet
I shall, by th'sweetnes of a kisse, take backe
the same againe,—oh thou, in whom alone
vertue hath perfect figure, hide not day
in such a Cloud; what feare hath enterd here?
my life is twisted on a Thread wt h thine,
were't not defenced, there could nothing come
to make this cheeke looke pale, wc h at yor Eye
will not fall dead before you.
Ent: Buzzano.
Sirra, let all yor care & duty bee
employd to cheare this Lady; pray be merry,

Buz:
Oh sir, yonder's such doings.

Hen:
Hell on yor bawling, not a sillable to affright her,
or I shall tune your Instrument there.

Buz:
He'le breake ye head of my instrument, why sir,
weomen are not affraid to heare of doings.

Hen:
Still Iarring?

Buz:
when ye whole towne is altogether by th'eares
you might give me leave to Iar a litle my selfe, I have done sir.

Hen:
Putt on thy merryest face Buzzano.

Buz:
I have but one face, but I can make a great many.

Hen:
My best Eleonora, I shall soone returne,
In ye meane time be owner of this house
the possesor: All danger [I meete] sweet shall dwell
far off; Ile but enquire ye state of things in the Citty
& fly backe to thee wt h loves wings.

Exit.
El:
I prithee call him backe.

Buz:
Signior Henrico,
she has something more to say to you.

redit.
Hen:
To me sweetest?

El:
Henrico, doe you love me?

Hen:
By this faire hand.

El:
And will you leave me too?

Hen:
Not for ye wealth of Spaine.

El:
Since I must be yor prisoner; let me have
my Keepers Company: for I am afraid
some Enemy, in yor absence, like a wolfe,
may ceize on me; I know not whither more
I ere shall see my father; doe not you
ravish yor selfe from me; for at ye worst
we may dye here Henrico; and I had rather
fall in your eye then in yor absence be
dishonord; if ye destinyes have not
spun out or longer threads let's dye together.

Hen:
Oh doe not racke my soule wt h these sad accents
Am I Henrico? There's not any place
can promise such security as this
to Eleonora; doe not talke of dying,
our best dayes are to come; putt on thy quiet
& be above ye reach of a misfortune:
Ile prsently wayte on thee; by this kisse.

Buz:
would I might keepe yor oath; so please you, Lady,
Buzzano will sweare too.

Hen:
What?

B:
that you'le be there & here agen presently.

H:
Attend her sirra.

Buz:
If you must needs goe,
pray sir keepe yor selfe out of Gun-shott.

H:
mind you yor charge.

Buz:
you shall heare a good report of my piece I warrant you.
take heed you be not sent to heaven wt h a powder,
A company of hott shotts are abroad I can tell you.

El:
if you will goe, may yor successe be faire.

Hen:
farewell, heaven cannot chuse but heare yt prayer.

Exit.
Buz:
Now what please you, Madam? that I shall Amble, Trott, or walke?

El:
Any pace.

Buz.
yet if you would referre it to me, I'de vse none of them.

El:
what wouldst doe?

Buz:
why I would Gallop or [OMITTED] run,
for I thinke long till I be at home, in or Castle of comfort.
If it please you Ile lead you a hand gallop, madam, in ye plaine
ground, trott vp hill wt h you, & racke downewards.

El:
Talke not of rackes, prithee, the times prsent too many.

Buz:
ride me as you will then, I am vsd both to Curbe & snaffle.

El:
I prithee tell me, Buzzano, so I heare thy Master call thee.

Buz:
He may call me at his pleasure forsooth.

El:
Dost thou know ye nature of ye English?

Buz:
Both men & weomen; I travelld thither wt h an Embassador;
for ye men, Ile not misse you a haire of their Condition;
and for ye weomen, I know 'em as well as if I had bene in ye i r bellyes.

El:
Are they not cruell?

Buz:
As Tygers when they set on't,
no mercy, vnlesse we aske them forgivenes.

El:
That's somewhat yet.

Buz:
but not to you, that's onely to men;
for lett ye weomen fall downe afore 'em never so often,
they'le rather fall vpon them: nay, some of them are so spitefull
they'le breake their owne backes before they'le let 'em rise againe.

El:
foole, I meane not your way.

Buz:
keepe yor owne way madam, I meane ye playne way.

El:
Are they not vnmercifull in their natures to such
as are in ye i r power? their Enemyes, as we may be?

Buz:
Their enemyes as we may be in their power?
I had rather be cramm'd into a Cannon, & shott against ye i r ships,
then you should prove a witch & tell true now.
The Tartar is not halfe so grim; not a Turke would vse vs
so like Iewes as they will. If it come to that once,
that they take ye Towne, you shall see Spanish Dons heads
cryed vp & downe as they doe our Orenges & Lymons.
And ye weomens heads shall off too, not a maydenhead of gold shall scape 'em.

El:
It is no valor to vse Tyranny vpon ye conquerd; they have bene reported
A noble Nation: and when last ye pride
of this Citty adornd their victory, by com̄and
of their brave Generall, no outrage ever
the soldiers durst com̄itt vpon our persons;
though all or wealth ran in full streames vpon them
our honours were prservd, or fame belyes them.

Buz:
no matter what fame sayes, perhaps I know more then she does;
& yet, now you talke of valour, they are not comparable to vs.

El:
How?

Buz:
why valor is but ye courage of a man;
courage is, as they say, [the] ye spirit of a man; & ye spirit of a man
is ye greatnes, as we call it, of his stomacke;
now, tis well knowen to ye whole world they feed better, & eate more
then we, Ergo, we have better stomackes then they.
But see, we have talk't or selves at home already; & ye point is open,
will't please you enter? or shall I enter before you? I am yor man madam.

El:
you know ye way best; whil'st abroad they are
at fight, twixt hope & feare at home I warre.

Exeunt.