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Liv. This lady,

With both these gentlemen, in happy hour
May be partakers of the long-lived amity,
Our souls must link in.

Rom. So; belike the marquis

Stores some new grace, some special close employment,

For whom your kind commends, by deputation, Please think on to oblige; and Livio's charity Descends on Romanello liberally,

Above my means to thank !

Liv. Sienna sometimes

Has been inform'd how gladly there did pass
A treaty of chaste loves with Castamela,
From this good heart; it was in me an error-
Wilful and causeless, 'tis confest,-that hinder'd
Such honourable prosecution,

Even and equal; better thoughts consider,
How much I wrong'd the gentle course which led


To vows of true affection; us of friendship.

Rom. Sits the wind there, boy! [Aside.]-Leaving formal circumstance,

Proceed; you dally yet.

Liv. Then, without plea,

For countenancing what has been injurious
On my part, I am come to tender really

My sister a lov'd wife t' ye; freely take her,
Right honest man, and as you live together,
May your
increase of
years prove but one spring,

One lasting flourishing youth! she is your own; My hands shall perfect what's requir'd to cere


Flav. Brother, this day was meant a holiday, For feast on every side.

Rom. The new-turn'd courtier

Proffers most frankly; but withal leaves out
A due consideration of the narrowness
Our short estate is bounded in! Some politics
As they rise up, like Livio, to perfection,
In their own competencies, gather also
Grave supplement of providence and wisdom;
Yet he abates in his.-You use a triumph
In your advantages; it smells of state:
We know you are no fool.

Flav. 'Sooth, I believe him.
Cam. Else 'twere imposture.
Ves. Folly, rank and senseless.
Liv. Enjoin an oath at large.
Rom. Since you mean earnest,

Receive, in satisfaction; I am resolv'd

For single life. There was a time,—was, Livio,—
When indiscretion blinded forecast in me;

But recollection, with your rules of thriftiness,
Prevail'd against all passion.

Liv. You'd be courted;

Courtship's the child of coyness, Romanello,
And for the rules, 'tis possible to name them.

Rom. "A single life's no burthen; but to draw

In yokes is chargeable, and doth require
A double maintenance :" Livio's very words;

"For he can live without a wife, and purchase:" By'r lady so you do, sir; send you joy on't! These rules you see are possible, and answer'd. Liv. Full-answer was late made to this already; My sister's only thine.

Rom. Where lives the creature

Your pity stoops to pin upon your servant?
Not in a nunnery for a year's probation.

Fie on such coldness! there are Bowers of Fancies
Ravish'd from troops of fairy nymphs, and virgins
Cull'd from the downy breasts of queens their

In the Titanian empire, far from mortals; But these are tales:-'troth, I have quite abandoned

All loving humour.

Liv. Here is scorn in riddles.

Rom. Were there another marquis in Sienna, More potent than the same who is vicegerent To the great duke of Florence, our grand master; Were the great duke himself here, and would

lift up

My head to fellow-pomp amongst his nobles,

By falsehood to the honour of a sister,

Urging me instrument in his seraglio,

I'd tear the wardrobe of an outside from him,
Rather than live a pandar to his bribery.

+ For he can live without a wife, and purchase.] "Livio's very words." p. 152. This is the retort courteous. For the meaning of the passage, see Introduction, p. cxlviii.

Liv. So would the he you talk to, Romanello, Without a noise that's singular."

Rom. She's a countess,

Flavia, she; but she has an earl her husband,
Though far from our procurement.

Liv. Castamela

Is refused then!

Rom. Never design'd my choice,

You know, and I know, Livio;—more, I tell thee,-
A noble honesty ought to give allowance,
When reason intercedes: by all that's manly,


range not in derision, but compassion.

Liv. Intelligence flies swiftly.

Rom. Pretty swiftly;

We have compared the copy with the original,
And find no disagreement.

Liv. So my sister

Can be no wife for Romanello?

Rom. No, no,

One no, once more and ever:-this your courtesy
Foil'd me a second.-Sir, you brought a welcome,
You must not part without it; scan with pity
My plainness; I intend nor gall nor quarrel.
Liv.. Far be't from me to press a blame. Great

I kiss your noble hands;—and to these gentlemen
Present a civil parting. Romanello,

By the next foot-post thou wilt hear some news Of alteration; if I send, come to me.

Without a noise that's singular.] i. e. without making such an extraordinary clamour about it.

Rom. Questionless, yea.

Liv. My thanks may quit the favour.


Flav. Brother, his intercourse of conference Appears at once perplex'd, but withal sensible. Rom. Doubts easily resolved; upon your vir


The whole foundation of my peace is grounded. I'll guard you to your home; lost in one comfort, Here I have found another.

Flav. Goodness prosper it!



An Apartment in the Palace.


Oct. No more of these complaints and clamours!
Have we

Nor enemies abroad, nor waking sycophants,
Who, peering through our actions, wait occasion
By which they watch to lay advantage open
To vulgar descant; but amongst ourselves,
Some, whom we call our own, must practise

(Out of a liberty of ease and fulness)

Against our honour? We shall quickly order Strange reformation, sirs, and you will find it. Troy. When servants' servants, slaves, once re

lish license

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