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Scene the Second.

P. Par.
[OMITTED] till I catch the Substance.
[OMITTED] Granvel to the Princess of Parma

Gra.
Alone; in Tears too?—Madam, I intrude.

P. Parm.
No, my good lord, You are welcome.

Gra.
I am sorry
To see your Highness wear these marks of sorrow
On your fair cheeks. Good truth! we need to case
Our hearts in steel to combat these rough times
Hard task for bosoms soft as your's: To wield
The sword of justice asks Herculean Nerves,
When bold Rebellion lifts it's shield against it,
And threatens proud defiance.

P. Parm.
True my lord,
It asks some firmness to encounter crimes
Black as the stygian womb which gave 'em birth
And frightful as ingratitude can make them.
But school'd by You and hardened by my task
I trust to show some reasonable rigour,
When fit examples offer.

Gra.
Let this moment
Now put it to the proof.

Pr. Parm.
Agreed; on whom?

Gra.
Th'Arch-Rebel Raymond's seized.

Pr. Parm.
Bring him before me.
(Exit Grenvel)
Now Pride and Shame and Indignation aid me
Egmont shall feel me in the tenderest part,
And Justice minister to my Revenge.