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Good Heavens! Am I escaped? may I stay safely here? My fear has left such near impressions, I scarce dare think that this is Liberty. As much as in despair: we are betrayed, Sforza is made a prisoner, all's lost, And Milan, without blows, is once more French. Naples now won, and the unstable French (As if they were afraid of their own luck) Ridiculously leaving what th'ad won The Deputy was Mompen eer, a man Of and high birth, but of unequal deeds. For when young Ferdinand with some few boats (Which only fear might make a Navy of, And nothing but the strength of cowardice Could possibly judge strong) approached the shore, As if the poor Prince once more had desired Only to see his ancient government, And therefore had adventured to the Sea, The Sea was in the City, for never was Such a confusion in the vulgar waves: All cry a Ferdinand, a Ferdinand, Even those who lately banished Ferdinand: Partly open the gates to him, and partly shut up The French into the Citadels, where e Besiegeth his once Conquerors. Whither their own neglect forced them to want, Or want to yield, it's doubted: but they yield: Thus as in trivial sports we oft have seen After a tedious inconstancy, The Cork return to him that struck it first, So in this fatal revolution, Fortune gives Naples unto him again Whom she first injured in the taking it. Oh my good Lord! I fear this is beyond Addition. Oh my blood fails me, but my tongue does more, Fearing the story that it must relate. Your Army being parted, and this half Caiazzo leading, that Sanseverin, My troops did fallen among the French men's scouts. From whom we learnt their numbers, and intent, To march with speed for Milan: this sad news We sent to Count Caiazzo, with advice, That he would instantly rejoin with us, To stop their further entrance: he pretends That the Venetians hemming in his camp Have made his danger greater: yet he moves, Makes to the river, and when now our thoughts Had left their wavering, and did seem assured His actions would be better then his words, I saw, Oh misery that ere I saw! That crossing over the Po he did embrace Those men which he in duty should have killed: (Oh 'tis this kills me, not my want of blood) I in joust anger set upon the Rear, And after many vain attempts, have brought My carcase, to entreat for my revenge.
Plot summary
Plot — Lodovic Sforza, Duke of Milan
Sforza is ambitious to rule Milan even though primogeniture has passed him by, leaving him as merely the Protector to his nephew, the Duke Galeazzo. He invites the King of France, who covets the throne of Naples, to invade Italy to press his claim by force, relying on French support for his own usurpation of Milan. He then poisons Galeazzo, and attempts to dispose of the two poisoners; but one of them, Vitellio, survives and plans revenge using forged documents which implicate Sforza in the crime. After the coronation, rumours of foul play begin to circulate. Vittellio is caught lurking around Sforza’s bedchamber, intending to murder him, so Sforza has him strangled. Caiazzo plans to murder Isabella, Galeazzo’s widow, as she visits his tomb, but realizes that he could do better for himself by marrying her. She refuses him, but he promises her revenge on Sforza as a mark of his good faith, When she remains resolute, he threatens to ===== PAGE 305 ===== 1628 rape her, but is prevented by Sforza’s arrival. He claims she tried to persuade him to assassinate Sforza, but the Duke takes no reprisals. Sforza is visited by Galeazzo’s ghost, who foretells that he will fall from power and die in prison, Meanwhile, the French take Naples with ease, frustrating Sforza’s exit strategy: he was expecting them to be tied down in a long war, giving him time to co-ordinate Italian forces to expel them. The French King is taken ill at a tennis match and dies. The deposed Neapolitan ruler retakes his throne, so the French invade Italy again. When they reach Milan, Caiazzo defects with his soldiers, the senators surrender the city, and Isabella hands herself over, only to have her baby son taken from her and sent to be brought up in France. Sforza strengthens his army with Swiss mercenaries, but their captain is persuaded to transfer allegiance to the French; he offers to help Sforza escape disguised as a common soldier, but they are betrayed. The French conquer Milan, and, as the ghost foretold, Sforza spends the rest of his life in captivity.