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Actus Secundus

II. i

Enter Elinor fernese Garulo
Eli
sir though my seruant, and so dere vnto mee
I loue yow as my mirth; I would not therfore haue
yow & yor boistrous kinsman to make quarrells
and tauerne fraies about mee.

Count
how mr s? quarrells? why yf I had a magozine of vallor
as I am prittily well furnisht that way, do yow thinke
I hold yt not in a more sublime estimat then to lauish
yt out in street aduentures & tauerne ingagements
I am to full of manly rapsady for that

Eli
yow or yor kinsman.

Count
Bentivoli that ould swaggrer a fellow of a sublunary
intilect, & plebelon sinderisis; I hope yow ranke mee
among witts of a more metaphisicall Hierogliphick
for rather then my valor should raise on Ruffled Cloud
on yor beuteous ffrontispice, I would turne banquerupt
in [OMITTED] plead Crauen by writt & giue out my selfe
Coward by proclamation

Eli
I loue yow nere the worse for that seruant

fer
& I nere the better: had my brother halfe that witt

Count
hee would wt h the theorie of valor temper the pratique
of discretion; to a more obstruse state & fuller antiphona
of obseruation then hee does

fer
hee would take heed how hee put his finger in the fire
for a foole, another time but here Comes his man now
wee shall haue newes

Ent Clowne
Clo
sweet mr by venus: tale sword man by mars

fer
they haue beene at yt then.

Clow
my mr & the strange prince, & so at yt I will haue
them & theire true postures Cut out in pastboard to hange vp
in yor hale for a monument

Count
very good motion: describe yt Cancko

Clow
how describe, do I looke like a pupitt plaier, thus yt was
then; the strange prince to giue the diuell his due Came
downe like thunder, my mr flew vpon him like lightning
takes mee his posture thus, mounts mee his weapon thus
runs at tilt athim (as hee had beene wood) thus: ouerturnes
him thus & disarmes him thus;

Elinor
why now seruant downe

Count
shuch another earthquake would shake pelion downe in the lap
of ossa.

Clo
the motion sir youle giue mee leaue to describe the motion

fer
then my brother has disarmd the strange prince

Clo
& there had beene twenty of them; here he Comes himselfe
to Iustifie yt

ent benti: wt h two wepons
Bent
as hee likes this let him Chalendg mee another time

fer
thow didst meet him then brother

Bent
mett him or ouertaken him or somewhat, hee may rore
yf hee will, I haue broken his fanges for biting any in hast

Count
yow haue done a peece of most ingenious seruice haue yow not

Bent
why fustian an apes yt likes mee & I am no fidlere
to sing bawdy songs to please woemen and fooles

Elinor
how euer sir yow might haue raisd yor quarrell
vpon some other subiect then my beuty

Bent
yor bewty I see none yow haue, none that I mind at least
& 'thad not beene more for his reputation then yor beuty

Count
my reputation, oh diapason of ignorance, as yf I were
not bigg enough to maintaine myne owne reputation

Bent
so ys an oxe big enough to kill a butcher & the beast
had but the hart toot; why did yow not not maintain't when
the prince threw yor sodden sheeps liuer in yor Cowards
[throat] teeth as hee did

Count
most beggerly euasion. why say the prince and I entred
the lists of antigonisme to breake our timpanons & pursy
witts, witts a litle; must yor Luciferian or to speake more
full plenilunium pride make sawcy & sodaine interposi
tion twixt our witts, no more the good opinion I Conceiud
of yor valor ys shrewdly darkned yf not totaly eclipsd
by't; no such malipert Comet shall twinckle in the
hemisphere of my society and therfore absent thy selfe

Bent
marry farwell & be hangd.

Exiturus
fer
what dost thow meane brother

Bent
to make my selfe a freeman. for thers no slauery
Comparable to a foole or a Cowards society: here but
an ould tale that Ile tell yee to that purpose and youle
Confesse as much; vpon a time a Couple of ffreinds
& nere kinsmen sworne to second each other in all dangers
Chancst to trauaille through a wildernes, where sudainly a
hungry beare rusht out vpon um the one of them like a
white liuerd Coward tooke himselfe to his heeles, Climbd
vp a tree & left his freind in ye danger, who being vnarmd &
ent Gismond whisp elinor
to weake for his enimy fell mee flatt to the grownd and
Counterfeits him selfe dead the beare smelling to him and
taking him by the holding of his breath to bee dead, scorning
to pray vpon a liueles Carcasse mussled about his face and
necke a while and then left him being out of sight once
his fellow Came Creeping out of the tree; and askt him
what the beare whispered him so long in the eare for, marry
quoth hee amongst many other good & holsome instructions
he wisht mee neuer to entertaine freindship wt h a foole
nor hold society wt h a Coward; and yf I follow not
his Councell let mee nere tell tale more & I had rather
see thee hangd & in that hope I leaue thee

exit
Elinor
yow tell mee wonders the prince hortensio
frantike for losse of his weapon.

Gis:
and in a melancholy dispaire that yow loue him not
but Cuds mee my lord haue a Care to yor selfe yare but
a dead man elce

Eli
Cupid defend yow stricke mee dead; for what?

Gis
prince borgias ys so enrag'd for his brothers disgrace
imagining yor loue to the princes to bee the Cheife grownd
of yt, seeks yow vp & downe the Court, from lodging to
lodging; wt h a Chargd pistole in one hand and a steelleto in
the other, vowing to murther yow where ere hee finds yee
the princes armes shall not bee yor priuileidg

Count
swelst thow proud buble ys not thy brothers fall
president sufficient; Cossen bentivoli

fer
hees gone in rage and vowes neuer to draw sword
in yor quarrell more

Coun
& ys the saucy mortall vanisht

Elinor
yes in truth mirth the hierogliphicke tooke his exit Iust
vpon his qu[e] why do yow tremble so.

Count
tis no diapason of base feare but an altus of high indignation
begetts this earthquake of manly rapsady in mee so fierce
and violent that except yow bind the hands of my valour
wt h the Cords of imposition; I shall at our next interveiw
finish his vitalls & write finis to his mortality

Elinor
but ys yor rage so metaphisically dangerous

Count
and heirogliphically sodaine I proffesse & therfore Coueigh mee
wt h a strong guard to my tenants in the Country

Elinor
Country alas I Cannot liue wt hout yee
take away my mirth [& kill] from mee & kill mee

Gis
take my aduise, Ile tell yow how yow may inioy him as fully
at least most freely then euer yow did; & no danger nether

Count
Ile purchase thee place in Chronicle & thow dost know how

Gis
thus yow may liue in the Court, nay in her Chamber
in disguise

Elinor
thers a heirogliphick I neuer drempt of how likst yt mirth

Count
as I am true Cacumenos a non vltra wt hout paralell but
what disguise

Clow
I haue bethought one fitt for yor pallate, in wc h yow may not
only plesure yor freind but play the knaue wt h yor selfe

Count
most hierogliphick

Clow
haue egresse & regresse into yor ladyes Chamber at midnight
nay kisse her hand & tumble in her lap a fore yor riualls face

Elinor
thers a non vltra indeed mirth what disguise ys there foole

Clow
why yow haue namd yt a fooles madam a foole may doe
all things & [nere] no man say blacks his eye.

Elinor
yt stands out of the way of suspition. I Confes, but his
metaphisicall languadge will neuer stoope so low as
the diapason on't

Count
and an eight below yt for yor loue & delight I profes
& that most ingeniously I haue retird my summu bonu
to barr from the epicure) in the sinderisis of figure &
true heirogliphicke of phrases and haue tooke some litle
paines in the searching rethoriks & tempting pills of di
loqution to purge the in fected body of our languadge
from licentious barbarisme and bring yt to a sound and
healthsome dialect yet for yor sake I will Camelionise
or Change my selfe into the shape of a Chimnysweeper.

Eli
I feare not the shape but the languadge

Count
of a silent looke that ys but stiffning to my Comon places

Clow
what are they bawdy houses they are the Comonst places I know

Count
let mee see foole [OMITTED] foole athe age I am

Clo
toward foole hee answers to his name alredy mee thinks my
lord yow do Camelionise the hierogliphicall Ca[s]tastracks
& Cacuminos diapason in print

Count
all in print I asure yee but to the foole passing the genus
wee analise the speties in to these branches parts of
fooles some bee fatt some leane.

Elinor
no matter I thinke thers no great diffrerence mongst fooles

Count
more then amongst wisemen a great deale & therfore
what kind of foole & I am yor man of Iudgment

Elinor
I am loath yow should bee any but since yow will bee
one spight of my teeth I would not haue yow bee
a bawdy foole nor a beastly foole to eate milk wt h ladles
nor spoyle yor face wt h Custards no bee a fine foole a neate
foole

Count
no more instructions now I haue the Course on't mee thinks
I am more then halfe a foole alredy

fer
I do not thinke but a litle of my ladyes help will make
yow one altogether

Elinor
Into my Clossett & Ile do my best presently but as yow
respect my fauour not a word on't

exeunt
fernese.
I haue seald vp my lipps madam

exit
Clow
I haue naild vp myne wt h a double ten. a paire of the
strongest pincers in the towne shall not draw yt out agen
well may tradsmen turne banqrouts when lords turne fooles
I am sworne to say nothing & Ile keep myne oath I know
this ys a plott of my ladyes of purpose to abuse him & I
do meane to see how hee passes in the Court in his fooles
lackett sure tis on a pantafle giue him ten pownd anda a
purse & pump him & that most hierogliphically.

exeunt

II ii

Enter Isabella & lesbia
Isab
picentio & the dutchesse both in prison
thers some state trick int

les
nay tis boldly whispred
their heads are off to wherfore weepe yow madam

Isa
to thinke a Creature so religious
and full of goodnes as

les
picentio was

Isab
picentio

les
yes I know yow loue him lady
and yf fame lye not so did the dutchesse to
but these are things aboue mee

Isab
the dutchesse loue him

les
the duke at least suspected yt

Isa
I know not yf shee did make my loue a property
and vsd my fauours sent him as a ladder
to Climb the tree & tast the amorous fruit
wc h I well hoped shee would haue pluckt for mee
forgiue the trespase heauen; know yow the reason
why wee are sent for in this hast to Court

les
to entertaine the ambasadors: this night
the duke that for some priuat discontents
has kept his Chamber wilbee there in person
to feast the princes & receaue their ransomes

Isab
The princes why tis rumord one of them
ys sick, or some say frantike for yor ladyes
neglect of him, yf so shees much to blame

les
thers one bolt shott alredy; shee to blame for what

Isa
in slighting him & giuing entertainment to the amorous [duke] Count

les
the humerous Coxcomb, now on my modesty shee loues him not
& ys so farr from hating the strange prince
would hee but Call her to a noble parlee
Ile vndertake hee might worke out his peace
at easy Composition, but when a Cockrill
Can nether Crow nor Clap his wings fie on him
what should one doe but make a Capon off him

Isa
in troth I Cannot blame her lets make hast
I feare the preparation tarryes vs

lesb
& tarry lett them wee meet not vpon forfeits

Exeunt

II. iii

Enter aspero Cosmo Gismond Benti: Elinor Isabell: Lesbia: Ambassd
Asp
statesmen of venice, welcome, wee are sorry
that by the reason of our princes absence
wee nether may acept the tendred ransome
nor giue yow that full state of entertainment
yow both deserue & wee desire to tender
nor think his absence any trick deuisd
in him or vs or ether to detaine
the princes longer, or to tye yor selfes
to any strickt atendance

Gism
to Cleare wc h: lodging & diet ys tane order for
att the dukes Charge & messingers dispatcht
wt h all Conueniency for his retourne

Amba:
wc h wee atend, meane while wt hout ofence
may wee bee so much gracst as but to see
& tender seruice to the Captiue princes

Asp
wt hall our harts let them bee straightway sent for.
a foole afoole a foole

A cry wt hin ent Count lik a foole
Count.
murther murther treason dame nell treason

Elinor
where foole gainst whome

Count
here there euerywhere gainst the foole roiall gainst mee
looke here elce a Company of rebells sett vpon me in the
base Court and Cutt of my hand wt h a washing beetle harte
and I bleed not see then.

Elinor
alas poore tony staunch thy bloud wt h that

Benti
thers a simple fauor for yow foole

Count
and princes fauors are stooles that fooles stumble at many times

Elinor
the knauish pages tooke him for a stranger and pumpt him

Count
stranger why fooles are not such strange things as yow would make them
for once a day a man may be sure to find halfe a score in a Cluster.

Gis
yow make fatt fooles tony

Count
take phisike [the] & make yor selues leane then. yow haue
litle else to doe some of yow

Bent
this ys yor foole madam.

Elinor
& sent mee out of the Country for a Iewell I Can tell yee

Bent
yow might do well to hang him a while & then put him in yor eare

Count
such pickthanks as thow should not tell so many tales then & haue
such Cantles of preferment as they haue then

Cosmo
has paid yow bentivoli why art thow a foole

Count
because I haue not witt enough to bee a knaue

Asper
wc h dost thow hold the best trade a foole or a knaue

Count
a fooles the honester but a knaue a great deale the ritcher

Elinor
the are preferd & loued well enough both

Count
but in diuerse respects though by yor leaue, yow loue vs
that are fooles because wee Can do yow no hurrt but yow
loue those that bee knaues for feare they should hurt yow
I thinke I haue giuen them theire owne nell haue I not

Asper
straunge foole berlady: noble prince borgias
Ent Borgias
welcome know yow these lords

i Amba
wee are happy in yor sight

Bor
& I in yor ariuall

2 amb.
wee want yor brother

Bor
hee wants himselfe

i amb
himselfe

Bor.
at least his sences: hees wild & frantike

Asp
prince hortensio frantike
now as I loue his worth Ime sorry fort
what grownd growes his distemprance

Borg
hee finds his loue neglected by the scornfull princes
in that same dictionary of licke languadg
& ordinary scraps Count Garettzi.
but and I liue Ile Call to acount fort

Count
now had I beene but a dead hierogliphicke & the
had beene no more Cacumenos in the vniuerse

Elinor
no scorne of mine hee neuer Courted mee

Borg
hee thought yt bootles to this being disarmd
in single Combat by bentivoli

Asp
Bentevoli disarme him? durst yow fight
knowing the dukes Charge to the Contrary
espetially wt h a stranger and a prince

Bent
and hee had beene a strange diuell I Could haue done no
lesse being Chalendgd except I should haue proclaimd the
whole nation of vs Cowards

Count
't'had beene but entertaining another whole nation of fooles
to fight for vs, and some ther bee will fight against theire owne
fathers for gould

ent ij doctors
asper.
twas not well Caried.

doct
at yor lordships seruice

aspe
tis well yet yowr atendance ys so nere vs
pray seeke the prince & take him to yor Care
his greife ys of a nature yow are skilld in

doct
and there bee any roome from head to foote for art to worke
and winn fame in, I am for him—and here he Comes

amb.
most happily obserue him

Enter hortenza.
Hor.
good sir bee Couerd stand not bare to mee
my duty now my reputations lost
ys to stand bare to any thing, to nothing,
how rascall a phisition, let him Come
wt hin ten leagues of mee they all shall loose
his seruice by his death: how a rare scholler
I do Confesse his learning seneca
ys not mere morrall, Consolation flowes
from euery sillable hee vtters; how a page
desire myne eare? a Chalendg, some fresh Chalendg
Ile answert tell him, yet let mee pause on't to

Cosmo
how his imagination does transport him

Hort
the scholler gone? no matter let him goe
the parish has one begger lesse to Care for
teach mee to gett my sword againe by schoole triks
or winn my mr s loue by sillogismes
[nere tell mee, thers no schole]
my Corslet to thy Cap on't: nere tell mee
thers no schoole but an army Can releeue
myne honor, a braue army, Turke I see
thy state begin to totter. now hee reads out
I will not fight against a Christian.
lost me my mr s fauor pray but that

doctor
I do begin to find him

Hort
how shalls fight? marry Ile tell yee first I would haue the turke
great in his empire feard of most abroad
& loued of all at home, the persean shall not stirr
against him, nor the pole, the tartar shall
beare armes in's quarrells, then the turke himselfe
shalbe a gallant actiue daring fellow.
Iust such a one as garettzo haue I found yee

Count
no indeed madman I am not garettzo

Hort
not garrettzo. deny thy name base Coward

Count
yow may Call mee what yee please but I am tony dame nells foole

Hort
& so ys hee a naturall a sott
and thow art that fantastique ignorance
drosse, rubbish, Chaffe, Ile ridle through thy skinn
puncht thick wt h stabbs, the pouder of thy bones
mudd I will Clense thee

Benti
not wt hout Cause the kennell smells very ranke mee thinks

Hort
where shall wee fight, name yow the place? Ile haue
the hollyland: the poynt of my designe
ys valorous Courage, Ile haue my deeds myne owne
Ile sett a watch 'bout godffrye of ballergnes towmb
to keep his ghost in that yt may not steale
through any asistance in my victoryes

amb.
his minds Confounded wt h good purposes

Hort
nay I will haue his story to Calld in
to the end my men may find the way to fight
by no encoragement but by my example
now I reffer mee to the Councell of warr
yor voyces Captaines

Aspe
hee keeps a noble straine.

Hort
what meanes that warning peece? the turke at sea
vp to the promount & discouer: see
wt h what a maiesty our admirall sayles
as yf hee were sole emperor of the maine;
how the turks gallyes? wellcome. yf wee bleed
our wounds shalbee the ensignes of our Cause
till wt h the bloud of infidells wee haue made
a mere red sea; they graple board em board m
brauely fought Christians now for a successe
in battaile that the horrid Cryes of turks
may put the thunder of the Cannon and
the drum to silence: on there wt h the van:
giue fire gunner; whisst quick smale shott. ratt rat tat rat ta.
Exit Hort

Count
I think tara rarata ra ra I think I haue playd him
of wt h a pouder haue I not nell

Asper
yow see his humor. do yow thinke yor art
Can bring his sences into frame againe

doc
my art & hope shall both faile mee elce

Borg
doo't & expect preferment & reward

doct
my best of skill shall keep him Company
exit doctor

Asp.
greeue not yow madam.

Elinor
to see a foole play the madman no in troth follow mee tony

exit
Asp
take thow dost not fall foole

Count
I warrant thee wiseman; & yet I had better take two falls
then thow take one and lesse harme they would do mee to

Asp
yor reason for that

Count
because when a foole falls hee Can but breake his shinn & rise agen
& when a great man falls hee breaks his neck & ten to one neuer
recouers his feet more, yow knew picentio farwell pick that bone
Cleane & Ile send thee another to gnaw

exit
Asp
Children & fooles speak truth they say
yf hee do so I hope tis but by guesse
enter Duke like a hermit
what would that reuerend man haue there

Duke
yor pardon; Ime vnaquainted wt h the pride of Courts
and state of greatnes yet in my deuotion [I o]
I oft remember em I Come from yor duke

Cosmo
our humble duty to the memory of him

Aspe
what wills his highnes

Duke
nay hees low enough for the good man ys dead.

all
dead.

Duke
these dim eyes read his last requiem, these feeble hands
steed of a pillow layd a homly turfe
vnder his head, rvnge out the sacring bell
set a light burning taper on his tomb
and put pale death and him to bed together

Gis
but how the maner of his death

Duke
Ile tell yee, walking on morning nere my priuat Cell
in serious Contemplation; I heard
a deadly groane, & drawing nere the same
I found that man whome liuing yow Calld duke
wounded to death

Aspe
fatall mishap by whome

Duke
let that resolue yor question Ile bee silent
know yow that hand.

Cosmo
his very Caracter.

[Asper]
going to Castle angelo I was wounded to death by the
Confederats of the dutches & picentio.

Aspe
Cruellty beyond beleife

Cosmo
yf they yet liue let this hasten theire deaths
& yet before their execution for theire soules good
I wish this reuerend man may bee their Confessor

Isa
the bloudy murtherers deserue yt not

Duke
yet Cause yt was his dying Charrity
and may bee benificiall to theire soules
deny not that fauor

Aspero
wheres Corbino

Enter Iulio. like a slaue
Iulio
Corbinoes here

Asper
Call forth yor prisoners picentio & ye dutchesse

Iuli
they will not Come & I should

Cosmo
how will not

Iulio
so I say wonnot, Ime sure Cannot except they liue like
snailes wt h their houses on theire [heads] backs the troth
ys they are dead & buried.

Aspe
hee has deceaud my trust elce when dyed they

Iulio
when they Could liue no longer

Cosmo
but how the maner of theire deaths

Iuli
maner on't? they groand, fetcht theire breath short, said the
sent & mustines of the gaole killd the[e]m thought the duke
was misinformd, & I a dogged villaine & yf I proue any lyer
let mee dye a doggs death hang mee

Exit
Asp
how the duke misinformd? alas, but traitors
how ere they liue would seeme to dye like swanns
wt h passionate dittyes in their mouths to winn
loue of the world when in theire harts they carry Curses and
execrations

Gismond
reuerend sir yor labor in Confession then ys spard.
what further willd the duke

Duke
ys there not one amongst yow, a lord Calld aspero.

Asper
father I am hee

Duke
this then to yow, from of his dying finger
hee pluckt this signet saying giue to aspero
and tell the lords though I Cannot Comaund
yet out of many trialls I haue found him
so sound in Councell and vpright in Iustice
I wish hee may succed mee in the dukedome

Cosmo
a noble legacy

Duke
and to that end wc h Call yow Isabella.

Cosmo
that lady there

Duke
his neece quoth hee I Charge
that Isabella take him to her husband

Gis
what sayes the lady

Isa
thinke my selfe most happy in a blessing I most wisht for.

Duke
to aproue I speake no more then his owne words
pervse that scedule writt & seald wt h his owne signett

Cosmo
his to an accent: the best sacrifice
that wee Can offer ys obedience
to his requests & that wee will not faile in

Duke
so much in my next orisons Ile tell
his listning ghoast, be Constant & farewell

aspero
take that for yor deuotion

Duke
no forbeare
hee buy damnation deare that sells a praire
they are heauens Charrity & wee below
are but as trusty almners to bestow
& giue them to the needy, I do not meane the poore
in the worlds eye; princes may want them more
then beggars, prayer's an almes in generall
and when wee deale yt wee remember all

Cosmo
wee shall remember his request

Duke
take heed; tis sinn to wrong the meaning of the dead
exit Duke

Asp.
wee shall perform't what further newes?

ent a messinger wt h a letter
mess
a paquett directed to yor lordship from the Camp.

aspe
wheres hee that brought yt

mess
hee expects his answere

asp
expect yt lett him wee haue busines of more import

opens the letter
Cosmo
although yt pleasd the duke
during his life to keep a standing Camp
tis both a mighty & a needles Chardge
to keep so many loytring knaues in pay

Gis
many Complaints beside haue beene preferd
by the poore Comons for abusiue wrongs
and outrage done by them.

Aspe
they Chalenge two moneths pay
besids I know not what gratuity
due to the Captaine out of the princes ransome
by the dukes promise

Cosmo
by my aduise dismisse them;

Gis:
send them their pay yf after that they grumble
y'aue martiall law.

Asp
and they shall feelt, do they
study Comaund weele teach them to obay

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II. iv

Enter duke & fidelio
fide
how dead in prison.

Duke
dead fidelio things of theire nature like vipers brood
kill their owne parents: but hauing sett the Court
in some good order my next busines
ys thus disguisd to ouerlooke the Camp
for a rude army like a plott of grownnd
left to yt selfe growes to a wildernes
peepled wt h wolues & tigers should not the prince
like to a Carefull gardner see yt fenct
waterd & weeded wt h Iuditious Care
that hee i the time of pruning nether spare
weeds for faire looks, and painted brauery, nor
Cut downe good hearbs and seruiceable [f[illeg.]] for
theire humble growth the violet that ys borne
vnder a hedg outsmells the blossomd thorne
that dwells fare higher.

fide
y'are full of good nes & haue layd out
much in prouision for the whole state

Duke
my place: I am ouerseer
and bound to seet prouided for by pattent
for as the sun when lesser plannets sleep
holds his Continued progresse on and keeps
a watchfull eye ouer the world, so kings
(when meaner subiects haue theire reuillings
and sports about them,) moue in a restles sphere
the publique safty ys theyr priuat Care
but now farwell the army once surveighd
expect mee here

fid
yor pleasure bee obaid

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II. v

Ent victoria in a poore habitt Iulio like A slaue
victo
though I were neuer much in loue wt h state
and gawdy title, yet for myne honors sake
I thanke thee for my life

Iuli
much good doot yee wt h t

vict
how farr yst now to Castle angelo.

Iuli
amile & a way bitt

vict
yt Cannot bee farr: and yet my tender limbs
(vnvst to trauaile) are so faint I know not
how to gett thether

Iuli
Ile tell yee, a bayard ten toe

vict
besids yow heare the Cuntry villagers
tell's of I know not what disordred soldiers
lye in our passadg thither

Iuli
thers the diuell on't

vict
Couldst thow but free mee from their violence

Iuli
t shall Cost mee the setting on elce & yet that face of yor s

victo
what of that prithee, rather then my bewty
should play the villaine and betray myne honor
vnto their lust, like to that brittaine matrone
thus would I mangle yt

offers to cut her face
Iulio.
not for a Cow god saue her I know
a tricke worth two of that

[OMITTED] vmbers her face.
victo
what wilt thow doe

Iulio.
do? nothing but what I haue Cullor for. so & they bee in
loue wt h yor bewty now hange mee and they question yor
birth say y'are my sister

victo
I am not much vnlike thee I thinke

Iuli
wee were tand both in a lime pitt I am faigne to bee
Iack at a pinch still

vict
twas happily thought on 'twill not only keep mee
from the worlds knowledge but protect myne honor
from rude asault and bringe sake to kind fidelio
at Castle angello.

Iulio
as safe as mouse in Cheese or louse in bosome will I

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