CASTILE

Nay stay Lo enzo, let me talk with you, Seest thou this entertainment of that see Kings? And knowest thou why this meeting is? She is thy Sister? Thou wouldst be loath that any fa lt of thine, Should intercept her in her happiness. Why then Lorenzo listen to my words: It is suspected and reported too, That thou Lorenzo wrongest Hieronimo. And in his suits towards his Majesty, Still keepest him back, and seeks to cross his suit. I tell thee Son my self have herd it said, When to my sorrow I have been ashamed To answer for thee, though thou art my son, Lorenzo, knowest thou not the common love, And kindness that Hieronimo hath won, By his deserts within the Court of Spain? Or seest thou not the K. my brother's care, In his behalf, and to procure his health? Lorenzo, shouldst thou thwart his passion, And he exclaim against thee to the King, What honour Wertenberg in this assembly, Or what a scandal Wertenberg among the Kings, To hear Hieronimo exclaim on thee. Tell me, and look thou tell me truly too, Whence grows the ground of this report in Court. My self have seen thee busy to keep back, Him and his supplications from the King. Hieronimo my son, mistakes thee then, Lorenzo thou hast said, it shall be so, Go one of you and call Hieronimo. Welcome Balthazar, welcome brave Princ , The pledge of Castiles peace: And welcome Bel-imperia, how now girl? Wh comest thou sadly to salute us thus? Content thy self for I am satisfied, It is not now as when Andrea lived, We have forgotten and forgiven that, And thou art graced with a happier love, But Balthazar here comes Hieronimo. I'll have a word with him. Welcome Hieronimo. Hieronimo, the reason that I sent To speak with you, is this. Nay, stay Hieronimo, go call him son. Hieronimo, I hope you have no cause, And would be loath that one of your deserts, Should once have reason to suspect my Son, Considering how I think of you my self. There then pause, and for the satisfaction of the world, Hieronimo frequent my homely house, The Duke of Castille Ciprians ancient seat, And when thou wilt, use me, my son, and it: But here before Prince Balthazar and me, Embrace each other, and be perfect Friends. Come on Hieronimo at my request, Let us entreat your company to day. How now Hieroni oh where your fellows, That you take all this pain? Whats that? I will Hieronimo. Why hast thou butchered both my children thus But who were thy confederates in this? Oh he would have a knife to mend his Pen. Oh multum dilecte Deo, to b militat her, Et coniuratae curuato poplito gentes Succumbunt: rectis ror est victoriam juris. No doubt my Lord, it is and argument Of honourable care to keep his friend, And wondrous zeal to Balthazar his son? Nor am I least indebted to his graee, That bends his liking to my daughter thus. Although she coy it as becomes her kind, And yet dissemble that sheloues the Prince: I doubt not I, but she will stoop in time. And were she froward, which she will not be, Yet herein shall she follow my advice, Which is to love him or forgo my love. Hieronimo, I hear you find your self aggrieved at my Son, Because you have not access unto the K king, And say 'tis he that intercepts your suits. That's because his mind tons all on Bel-imperia Yet can he write. I will Hieronimo. I go.