BALTHAZAR

I Spain, a royal answer to, which I'll maintain. Correct: Oh in that one word, such torments do, I feel that I could lash thy ribes with valiant steel. Meet done Andrea, yes in the battles Bowels: Heres my gage aneuer failing pawn. 'twill keep his day his hour, nay minute: 'Twill. Oh let them kiss, did I not understand Thee noble Valiant, and worthy my swords society with Thee, For all Spain's wealth, Idem not grasp hands, Meet Done andrea. I tell thee noble spirit Idem wade up to the knees in blood, Idem make a bridge of spanish carcases to single thee, out of the gasping army. Tut, love me man when we have drunk, Hight blood together wounds will tie and everlasting settled amity. And so shall thine. What give no place? to me. I'll make thee yield, Darest thou? I am all vexed. I shall forget the Law. Shall I? But thou wilt yield first. Oh, I hug thee sort, the valianst spirit ere trod the Spanish court, Here let the rising of our hight blood set. Until we meet in purple, when our swords, Remember Done andrea that we meet. Are you Andrea. Come valiant spirits you Peers of Portugal, That owe yout lives, your faiths, and services, To set you free from base captivity: Oh let our father's scandal never be seen, As a base blush upon our free born cheeks, Let all the tribute that proud Spain received, Of those all captive Portugals deceased, Turn into chafe, and choke their insolence: Methinks no, moiety not one little thought, Of them whole servile acts live in their graves, But should raise spleens big as a cannon bullet, Within your bosoms: Oh for honour, Your countries reputation, your lives freedom's, Indeed your all, that may be termed revenge, Now let your bloods be liberal as the sea: And all those wounds that you receive of Spain, Let the be equal to quit yours again Speak portugals: are you resolved as I, to live Like captives, or as free born die? Thou ynch of Spain, Thou man from thy hose down ward, Scarce so much: thou very little longer then Thy beard: speak not such big words, Thaile throw thee down little Jeronimo, words greater then thy self, it must not. Oh virtuous coward I bind Thee Done Andrea, by thy honour, thy valian sie, And all that thou holdest great, To meet me single in the battles heat; Where isle set down, in Caractors upon thy flesh, Four precious lines, spoke by our father's mouth When first thou camest ambassador: these they are: 'Tis said we shall not answer at next birth Our Father's faults in heaven, why then on earth, Which proves and shows, that what they Lost by base Captivity, We may redeem with wonted Ualliansie. And to this crimson end our Coullers spread Our courage are new born our vallors bred, Therefore Andrea as thou tenderest fame, Wars reputation, and a Soldiers name. meet me Single me out. Why man in war the bleeding amity, And he this day gives me the deepest wound, I'll call him brother. the Like breath our Lord General gainst the spani ards why thou shalt hear it presently. Why now. I am all fire, andrea. Adieu. Exit Balthezer. Lets meet. Can you not find Done andrea forth, Oh for a voise shriller then all the trumpets, To prince Andreas ears! through the hight army, Go search again, bring him or near return. Valiant Andrea, by thy worthy blood Thy honoured aith, which thou pawnst to mine, By all that thou holdest dear upon this earth, Sweat now to find me in the hight of blood, Now death does heap his goods up all at once, And crams his store house to the top with blood, Might I now and andrea in one fight, Make up thy wardroope Richer by a knight. Whose that andrea ? No, but a better, Pies ont, what luck is this, but Sir You partly not, so, what ere you be, isle have About with you? Come meet me Sir. I'll pay it you soundly. Héers tribute for you. Hath war made thee so impndent and young, My sword shall gine correction to thy tongue. So young and vallerus this arm near met, So strong a courage of so green a set. The vanquished yields to both, to you first Spanish combatants, what do you set a little Pygnire Marshal to question with a Prince? Tribute would, would! what else wherefore meet our Drums but to tender and receive the sums, Of many a bleeding heart which ear Sun fallen, Shall pay deer tribute, even there lives and all. I have sweat much, yet cannot find him andrea. Oh long wished for hour, Are you remembered Done, of a daring message And a proud attempt, you braved me Done Within my Father's court. this sword shall lash you for it. I can hold no longer: Come, come lets see which of our strengths is stronger. thine: what wager, say. Content, a lay; but you shall keep stakes then. Oh my sad fates, Done Pedro weltering in his gore. Oh could I meet andrea, now my bloods a tiptoe. This hand and sword should melt him: Valiant Done Pedro. andrea, we meet in blood now. I'll top thy head for that ambitious word. Another over mine Let them both meet in crimson tinctures shine. Father my best endeavour shall obey you, Welcome worthy lord, spain's choice ambassador, Brave stout, andrea, for so I guess thee. And excellent foe, we shall have scuflling good. Tribute for tribute then: And foes, for foes. I sudden blows, and thats as good as wars. Done, I'll not bore, And inch of courage nor a hair of sat, Pay tribute I with strockes. Why spoke Like true Portugals indeed, I am assured of your forwardness: Now Spain fit firm, isle make thy towers shake, And all that gold thou hadst from Portugal, which makes thy court melt in Luxuriousness, I vow to have it Triple at thy hands, Hark Portugals: I hear their spanish drum; March on and meet them this must be the day, that all they have received, they back must pay.