time enough to go home. What shall I say I have done? it must be a very plausive invention that carries it. They begin to smoke me, and disgraces have of late knock'd too often at my door: I find my tongue is too fool-hardy; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it, and of his creatures, not daring the reports of my tongue.

Lord. This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of. [Afide. Par. What the devil should move me to undertake the recovery of this drum, being not ignorant of the impossibility, and knowing I had no such purpose? I must give myself some hurts, and say, I got them in exploit. Yet flight ones will not carry it; they will fay, Came you off with so little? and great ones I dare not give; wherefore what's the instance? Tongue, I must put you into a butter-woman's mouth, and buy myself another of Bajazet's mute, if you prattle me into these perils.

Lord. Is it poffible he should know what he is, and be

[Afide.

Par. I would the cutting of my garments would ferve

that he is?

the turn, or the breaking of my Spanish sword.

Lord. We cannot afford you fo.

[Afide.

Par. Or the baring of my beard, and to say it was in

ftratagem.

Lord. 'Twould not do.

[Afide.

Par. Or to drown my clothes, and fay I was stript.

Lord. Hardly serve.

[Afide

Par. Though I swore I leap'd from the window of the

citadel.

Lord. How deep?

[Afide.

Par. Thirty fathom.

Lord. Three great oaths would scarce make that be

believed.

[Afide.

Par. I would I had any drum of the enemy's; I would swear I recover'd it.

Lord. You shall hear one anon.

Par. A drum now of the enemy's!

[Afide.

[Alarum within,

Lord. Throco movoufus, cargo, cargo, cargo.
All. Cargo, cargo, villiando par corbo, cargo.

Par. Oh! ranfom, ransom:- do not hide mine eyes.

[They feize him, and blindfold him.

Inter

Inter. Bofkos thromuldo boskos.

Par. I know, you are the Musk os regiment,
And I shall lose my life for want of language.
If there be here German, or Dane, Low Dutch,
Italian, or French, let him speak to me,

I'll discover that which shall undo the Florentine.

Inter. Boskos vauvado; I understand thee, and can speak thy tongue; Kerelybonto, Sir, betake thee to. thy faith, for feventeen poniards are at thy bofom. Par. Oh!

Int. Oh, pray, pray, pray.

Mancha ravancha dulche,

Lord. Ofceoribi dulchos volivorco.

Int. The general is content to spare thee yet,. And, hoodwink'd as thou art, will lead thee on To gather from thee. Haply thou may'st inform Something to fave thy life.

Par. Oh let me live,

And all the fecrets of our camp I'll shew;
Their force, their purposes: nay, I'll speak that
Which you will wonder at.

Int. But wilt thou faithfully?
Par. If I do not, damn me..
Int. Acordo linta.

Come on, thou art granted space.

[Exit

[A Short alarum within.

Lord. Go, tell the Count Roufillon and my brother,

We've caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled Till we do hear from them.

Sol. Captain, I will.

Lord. He will betray us all unto ourselves,

Inform 'em that.

Sol. So I will, Sir..

:

Lord. Till then I'll keep him dark and fafely lock'd.

[Exeunt

SCENE II. Changes to the widow's house.

Enter Dertram and Diana.

Ber. They told me that your armewas Fontidell.

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Diz

Dia. No, my good Lord, Diana.
Ber. Titled goddess,

And worth it with addition! but, fair foul,
In your fine frame hath love no quality?
If the quick fire of youth light not your mind,
You are no maiden, but a monument.
When you are dead, you should be fuch a one
As you are now, for you are cold and ftern;
And now you should be as your mother was,
When your sweet self was got.
Dia. She then was honeft.

Ber. So fhould you be.

Dia. No.

My mother did but duty: fuch, my Lord,
As you owe to your wife.

Ber. No more o' that!

I pr'ythee do not strive against my vows:

I was compell'd to her; but I love thee
By love's own fweet constraint, and will for ever
Do thee all rights of fervice.

Dia. Ay, fo you serve us,

Till we ferve you: but when you have our rofes,
You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves,
And mock us with our båreness.

Ber. How have I sworn!

Dia. 'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth;

But the plain fingle vow, that is vow'd true;
What is not holy that we fwear, not 'bides;
But take the High'st to witness; then, pray tell me,
If I should swear by Jove's great attributes
I lov'd you dearly, would you believe my oaths,
When I did love you ill? This has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,

That I will work against him. Therefore your oaths

Are words, and poor conditions but unfeal'd;

At least, in my opinion.

Ber. Change it, change it:

Be not fo holy-cruel. Love is holy,

And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts
That you do eharge men with: stand no more off,

But give thyself unto my fick defires,

Which then recover. Say, thou art mine; and ever

My My love, as it begins, shall fo perfevere.

Dia. I fee that men make hopes in fuch affairs That we'll forfake ourselves. Give me that ring. Ber. I'll lend it thee, my dear, but have no power To give it from me.

Dia. Will you not, my Lord?

Ber. It is an honour 'longing to our house,

Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' world
In me to lofe.

Dia. Mine honour's fuch a ring:
My chastity's the jewel of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' world
In me to lofe. Thus your own proper wifdom
Brings in the champion honour on my part,
Against your vain assault.

Ber. Here, take my ring.

My house, my honour, yea, my life, be thine,
And I'll be bid by thee.

Dia. When midnight comes, knock at my chamberI'll order take my mother shall not hear. [window; Now will I charge you in the band of truth, When you have conquer'd my yet maiden-bed. Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me. My reasons are most strong, and you shall know them, When back again this ring shall be deliver'd; And on your finger, in the night, I'll put Another ring, that, what in time proceeds, May token to the future our past deeds. Adieu, till then; then, fail not: you have won A wife of me, tho' there my hope be done.

Ber. A heav'n on earth I've won by wooing thee.

[Exit.

Dia. For which live long to thank both heav'n and me.

You may fo in the end.

My mother told me just how he would woo,
As if she sat in's heart; she says, all men
Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me,
When his wife's dead: therefore I'll lie with him
When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so braid,
Marry 'em that will, I'd live and die a maid;

Only,

Only, in this disguise, I think't no fin
To cozen him that would unjustly win.

[Exit.

SCENE III. Changes to the French campin Florence.

Enter the two French Lords, and two or three foldiers.

I Lord. You have not given him his mother's letter? 2 Lord. I have deliver'd it an hour fince; there is fomething in't that ftings his nature; for, on the reading it, he chang'd almost into another man..

I Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon him for shaking off fo good a wife, and fo fweet a lady.

2 Lord. Especially he hath incurred the everlasting difpleasure of the King, who had even tun'd his bounty to fing happiness to him. I will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you.

I

Lord. When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it.

2 Lord. He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in Florence, of a moft chafte renown; and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her honour: he hath given her his monumental ring, and thinks himself made in the unchafte compofition.

1 Lord. Now God delay our rebellion; as we are ourselves, what things are we!

2 Lord. Merely our own traitors; and as, in the common course of all treasons we still fee them reveal them-. felves, till they attain to their abhorr'd ends; fo he that in this action contrives against his own nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows himself.

I Lord. Is it not meant damnable in us to be the trumpeters of our unlawful intents? we shall not then have his company to-night?

2 Lord. Not till after midnight; for he is dieted to his hour.

1 Lord. That approaches apace. I would gladly have him fee his company anatomiz'd, that he might take a measure of his own judgment, wherein so curioufly he had fet this counterfeit.

1

2 Lord. We will not meddle with him till he come; for

his prefence must be the whip of the other.

1 Lord.