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Scen. 2.

Bellerrio, Celerinus.
Cel.
'Tis strange news you bring.

Bell.
But 'tis far truer.

Cel.
How can a hazzard of such war, imploy
Any intention of undertaking?
We pay a tribute to them of pure gold,
And sacrifice our lives for recompence,
And th'highest force of all my potent souls,
Is a common Souldier; Burgargo gone!
And 'tis a small Nation of its strength, to stand
In revenge of th'looks of Bruzantia,
I will not for a world be their combatant.

Bell.
Oh how can you upon Hæmus of fear,
Rest so securely with subjection;
Let Zephyrus gales move quicker in the ear,
Inform the sense how Tyranny doth rule:
I'le undertake with damage of my life,
To bring your Army in by port Braveron,
Amongst Bruzantia's Lords, and King and Queen,
Before you tread a furlong on that ground:
[kneels.
Let hopes survive the spirits of a King,
I beg it on my knees; you may perswade
Your selfe, that I am here no Harpalus,
But a true Athenian to your Majesty;
Shall my request return with joy?

Cele.
A Monarch's will is not designed of,
Without the counsell of his subjects votes;
Therefore no sayls of joy must carry on
Your wandring Pinnace, till the sight of them:
The Olive branch doth cluster with her fruit,
In the plain soyl of our inhabitance:
Therefore to reflex on a gloomy shade
Of fear and anger were discretion.

Bell.
Pitty such angry days that invent it,
As not to admit of a private end,
No forrain aid can help them, for their Land
Is grown infectious by the fatnesse of't;
Therefore surround their Camp, your victory
Is sure enough, which fertility will make
Your Land as prosperous as the Aegean Ile,
Which is nam'd Delos, where then there was born
Apollo and Diana, God and Goddess;
Then let not peace, like an innocent lambe,
Rule in the Theam, but a rampant Lion,
Rousing from den of fury and ruine,
Shall I you ingage great, King?

Celer.
Not my selfe,
Unlesse my subjects by degrees would grow
In love with Diamonds and a Pearl her grace;
The massie waight of gold shall ne'r draw
By North Pole virtue my mind to that Land,
But here's my Lords, Lets hear their votes.

Gervoron, Burnomoy.
Cel.
The man of generous brood Bruzantia,
Affords utno the province Numenia,
Is here imploring by a wooing cheeke,
As th'Moon doth th'Earth in the Antipodes,
That we may ceize a Lares, or Silvaines great,
On their fatigated limbs in plenty:
Yea, he will undertake to lead from coast,
Our squadrons to the Court Bruzantia.

Bur.
No happier skie doth shew a light by blaze,
Of planetary influence or rays,
Then those same lines, if vigour be with them;
I'le follow th'motion to carp twig from th'stem.

Ger.
The same I'le follow, and as a darling,
Cherish; attired in such scarlet Robes;
Will you maintain the deed?

Bell.
I will, Captain,
Blaze your Troops unto the river side,
Let no delay strike in with tarriance;
For now their Land is Garden of the West,
Fill'd to the bounds with aromatick fruit,
An Ocean lake of dainties there's in hid;
Therefore the time runs by dame fortunes will;
Put off no longer, but hoyse sales to it.

Cele.
No more, no more, my Lord; can Pigmies stand
Against Bellonia's threats? lets slide the main,
And all our Gallies lanch into the Ocean,
And make those azo ar parallels upon
Its gliding surface, give a happy voyage.

Bur.
Nereus, and all the gods do pardon not
Our wrong that's done, be pleas'd to view the bounds
Of thousands well joyn'd ships ready for sayl,
Ten thousand men at my command, all proof,
Burning with desire of War, dappled Nags
For to supply those Alexander souls.

Ger.
No more let frozen thoughts take place within
Our naturall forms, as to be love-sick with
An idle disposition: I know bright Sol
Will favour us, by being in Cancer, a
Waterish sign, proceed as preparation
Doth give leave.

Bell.
Oh blest Numenia's souls,
Make no dispute, time doth grow further on.

Cele.
Gervoron lead up the blew mayle frocks,
And you Burnomoy be my Generall,
Aberden shall see what force guides our hand,
Once more commend our selves unto the seas,
Make no delay.

Bur.
None great King, they are ready,
All utensells for the voyage so we go.

[Bell. with hope, with hope. Exeunt