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Troy. But when time shall wonder How much it was mistaken in the issue Of honourable and secure contrivements; Your wisdom, crown'd with laurels of a justice Deserving approbation, will quite foil The ignorance of popular opinion. Oct. Report is merry with my feats; my
dotage, Undoubtedly, the vulgar voice doth carol it.
Troy. True, sir; but Romanello's late admission Warrants that giddy confidence of rumour Without all contradiction; now 'tis oracle, And so receiv’d: I am confirm’d the lady, By this time, proves his scorn as well as laughter Oct. And we with her his table-talk ;-she
stands not In
any firm affection to him?
Troy. None, sir,
Oct. We are resolute.
Troy. Your care, and love commands me.
Oct. Honest Livio,
No flaws are in thy truth : I shall promote thee
Troy. Livio deserves it.
Liv. Pray discharge my office,
Troy. He's my friend, sir.
Liv. Without passion,
Oct. Had you known his mother,
'twere better live a yeoman, And live with men,] One of these words was apparently caught from the other ; I should like to exchange the first of them for be.
d'ye think your nephew here, your Troylo, Parts in your spirit] i.e. partakes of your nobleness of mind, your high courage, &c. In other words, “ will he fight ?"
Himself not base born: for thy sister's sake,
If the gallant
[Exit. Troy. Fie, Livio, wherefore Turn'd wild upon the sudden?
Liv. Pretty gentleman, How modestly you move your doubts! how
tamely! Ask Romanello; he hath, without leave, Survey'd your Bowers of Fancies, bath discover'd The mystery of those pure nuns, those chaste
T' roy. Truly?
this misery, And answer it with a “ truly"? "Twas thy wick
edness, False as thine own heart, tempted my credulity; That, her to ruin : she was once an innocent, As free from spot as the blue face of heaven, Without a cloud in't; she is now as sullied
As is that canopy when mists and vapours Divide it from our sight, and threaten pestilence.
Troy. Says he so, Livio?
Liv. Yes, an't like your nobleness, He truly does so say! Your breach of friendship With me, must borrow courage from your uncle, Whilst your sword talks an answer; there's no
remedy, I will have satisfaction, though thy life Come short of such demand.
Troy. Then satisfaction, Much worthier than your sword can force, you
shall have, Yet mine shall keep the peace. I can be angry, And brave aloud in my reply; but honour Schools me to fitter grounds : *his, as a gentleman, I promise, ere the minutes of the night Warn us to rest, such satisfaction,-hear me, And credit it—as more you cannot wish for, So much, not think of.
Liv. Not? the time is short;
Troy. I do,
Liv. So I intend too;'
Troy. Invite count Julio,
So I intend too ;] i.e. such is my meaning ; such is the way in which I also understand it.
His lady, and her brother, with their company, Το my
lord's court at supper. Liv. Easy business; And then
Troy. And then, soon after, the performance Of my past vow waits on ye; but be certain You bring them with you. Liv. Yet your servant. Troy. Nearer, my friend; you'll find no less. Liv. 'Tis strange: is't possible ? [Exeunt.
Another Room in the same.
Enter CASTAMELA, CLARELLA, FLORIA, and
SILVIA. Cast. You have discours’d to me a lovely story, My heart doth dance to th' music; 'twere a sin Should I in any tittle stand distrustful, Where such a people, such as you are, innocent Even by the patent of your years and language, Inform a truth. O! talk it o'er again. You are, you say, three daughters of one mother, That mother only sister to the marquis, Whose charge hath, since her death, (being left a
widow,) Here in this place preferr'd your education ? Is't so ?
Clar. It is even so; and howsoever Report may wander loosely in some scandal