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Scæna Ultima.
Enter two of the guard with Partuysans,1. Part.
Come, Come, all things will now resume their ancient
splendour.
2. Part.
Yes, yes, now we begin, like Marriners after a tempest,
to suck our bottles at ease again.
1. Part.
O brave dayes! who would have dream'd on this
suddain revolution some years since.
No more of that discourse, look to the Court-gates,
for there shall be such a crowd of Gallants with their Ladies,
Apprentises with their Wenches, Citizens with their Wives, and
all the confused rabble, by and by, that we shall have a great labour
on't to keep the half on 'em out.
1. Part.
Right, for the Lord Marciano is to be marryed to
night, and we shall have a Masque, I warrand you.
2. Part.
I beleeve we shall have a merry night on't.
1. Part.
You ar welcome, my masters, walk
towards the further corner, pray you there
Enter Cass. Leon. Chrys. Mar.
you shall have best room.
Cass.
The Duke will be here by and by.
1. Part.
We expect
so, Sir.
Leon.
Come then, wee'l aside, Cassio.
A flourish within, Musick, &c.
Enter moe Partuysans.
Part.
Clear the way, the Dukes a coming.
Enter Cleon, leading Arabella by the hand, Courtiers, Attendants, &c.
Cleon.
—Remember no more, fair Lady,
On by gone miseries—
Cass. Leon. Chrys. Mar. kiss the Dukes hand, &c.
Enter Marciano with Strenuo, presents him to the Duke, &c.
Marc.
May it please your Highness—
This was my friend, my very trusty friend
In all my exigencies, very kind
To both me and the Lady Arabella.
Here only, I present him to your Highness—
(Str. kneels, &c.
Cleon.
Whatever favours were bestow'd on you,
We do account them done to our selves—
—You are his friend, so, Signior, you are ours.
(Str. arises,
Str.
May all the blessings of the heavens combine
To raise your highness to a pitch divine.—
Cleon.
My Lord Marciano, we have alwayes had
A narrow eye over all your proceedings,
Valiant, at all adventures, ever faithfull,
And therefore after mature deliberation,
We here entrust the Government of Siena,
Your native country, to your managing—
Here's our Commission—take it, and remember
gives him a Patent.
Our honour, and the humours of Siena.
Marc.
Great Prince, whose daring eye strikes traytors dumb,
Revives all loyal souls: disperses all
Rebellions foggy mists: you have this day
Conferr'd such honour on your highness servant,
As were I a base Infidel, yow'd perswade
My heart to faith, my tongue to oratory—
—Thus—thus, dear Prince, I tender solemnly,
All homage to your highness, while I dye.
Cleon.
Arise, enjoy those honours, and approve
Cleon takes him by the hand.
Your self a pattern of both fear and love.
Man.
—Serenissime, Augustissime—dux
Enter Man. Bec. Pant. Strenuo presents them severally to kisse the Dukes hand. Man. harangues.
Court.
—Remove, remove that fellow.
Part.
—Come—come Sarrah, you think
you are in your school.
Man.
Dux—
Part.
Come you villain.
Part. dragges him off.
Man.
Princeps—Tus—Tus—caniæ.
Court.
What an impudent rogue is this?
Cleon.
—As for this Lady, whom thy gentler fates
Have still reserved for your chast embraces,
We still will honour her, as having seen
Evident signs of her affection,
And loyalty to us—
Ar.
And still shall be,
Dear Prince, so much as in a Woman lyes,
I'le offer prayers and tears, and sacrifice,
The first fruits of my wishes; I'le implore
Such blessings, as the gods have heap'd in store,
May rain upon your royal highness head,
That in your eyes heavens favours may be read—
May forrein Princes his great power envy—
2. Court.
May he his treacherous enemies plots defye—
Leon.
May he restore our former happiness—
Cass.
And Medicis great princely house encrease—
Marc.
While all his faithfull Subjects long to see
The royal hopes of his posterity—
All.
—Long live our Prince, and may he still appear,
The brightest Star in all our Hemisphære.
A joyfull noise within, &c.
Exeunt omnes. Plaudite.
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