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Scena VIII.
Enter to her Malevolo.Fug.
—Pitty me Father,
My name is stain'd beyond all patience.
Sir Timerous having foolishly put on
My shape; in stead of me was rudely ravish'd
By blustring Audax. The reproach is mine.
You know a darksome cloud can much obscure
The face of water though as pure as Christal.
Mal.
Audax shall rue this base attempt, whose shadow
Blots your opinion, and portends more danger
Unto your Person. Cast your cares on me.
Fug.
I may communicate, not cast them off.
(Ex Fug.
Mal.
I thought to use him in a bold design
Gainst Liveby, and I will; 'tis dangerous
Unto himselfe. If combat ruine one,
The vanquish'd and the victor both my prey,
And whilst they fight, my selfe shall win the day.
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