ADORNI

I will move him S r . A suit, y to of a nature, not to prove The quarry that you hawk for: If your words Are not Like Indian wares and every scruple To be weighed and rated, one poor sillable Vouchsafed in answer of a fair demand, Cannot deserve a fee. I much thank you. Hath the Ambassador audience Sir to day? At what hour? Pray you S r . what is he? Most strange! I understand you. It works and alteration Upon the King. SO melancholy say you? I am passed learning, make not A tumult in the house. A scratch God in your service, else not worth Your observation; I bring not Madame In honour of your birthday, antique plate, Or pearl, for which the savage Indian dives Into the bottom of the Sea; nor Diamonds Hewed from steep rocks with danger: Such as give To those that have what they themselves want, aim at A glad return with profit: yet despise not My offering at the altar of your favour; Nor let the lowness of the giver lessen TO e height of whats presented. Since it is A precious jewel, almost forfeited, And dimn'd with clouds of infamy redeemed And in in its natural splendour, with addition, Restored to the true owner. Not to hold you in suspense, I bring you, Madame, Your wounded reputation cured, the sting Of virulent malice, festering your fair name, Plucked out and trodden on. That proud man, that was Denied the honour of your bed, yet durst With his untrue reports, trumpet your am, Compelled by me, hath given himself the lie, And in his own blood wrote it, you may r worser Fulgentio subscribed. This is something yet, though I missed the mark I shot at. I obey Exit Clarin. & Adorn. Your summons, Madam. To what tends this? It's in wonder of Your virtue, Madam. To the shame of men, This great act is a woman's. It's Camiola. Camiola, The Maid of honour, You must now (Which is the sum of all that she desires) By a solemn contract bind your self, when she Requires it as a debt, endue for your freedom's To marry her. I am no Churchman, Such a one must file it on record, you are free, And that you may appear Like to your self (For so she wished) hers gold with which you may Redeem your trunks and servants, and what ever Of late you lost. I have found out the Captain Whose spoil they were. His name is Roderigo. I have done my parts. What will become of me now is apparent! Whither a poniard, or a halter be The nearest way to hell (for I must thither, After I have killed my self) is somewhat doubtful? This Roman resolution of self-murder, Will not hold water, at the high Tribunal, When it comes to be argued; my good Genius Prompts me to this consideration. He That kills himself, to avoid miss ry, fears it, And at the best shows but a bastard valour, This life's a fort continued mitted to my trust, Which I must not yield up, till it be forced, Nor will I: He's not valiant that dares die, But he that boldly bears calamity. Camiola. Whispers to Bertoldo I wish that the success Of my service had deserved it. Yes, and eturn'd with safety. He's at the Palace With the Du hesse oh Siena. One continued changed brought they hither. Without a third. He's very gracious with h r, You may conceive the rest. Pray you dismiss Signior wisdom, and i'll make relation to the Of the particulars. I will use All possible brevity to inform you, Madam, Of what was trusted to me, and discharged With faith and loyal duty. Would the end Had answered the beginning, in a word, Ingratitude, and perjury at the height Cannot express him. Truth is armed And can defend it self. It must out, Madam. I saw, the presence full, the amorous Duchess Kiss and embrace him, on his partly accepted With equal ardor, and their willing hands No sooner joined, but a remove was published, And put in execution. He's not worth Your sorrow, Madam. His precipice from goodness raising mine, And serving as a foil to set my faith off, I had little reason. And buries me in the dark mists of error. The King hears With much atten ion. In his looks he seems To break open Janu Temple. Can you guess the Can see? I'll take one of something If you please to minister it. I thank you Signior, but resolve us. There I believe you. A good dog. enter Page. I do not wear her livery, yet acknowledge A duty to her. And as little bound To serve your peremptory will, as she is To obey your summons. It'll become you Sir, To wait her leisurue, then her pleasure known You may present your duty. Pray have patience. Madam. I must do, Not talk, this glorious gallant shall hear from me. Exeunt. HE undergoes my challenge, and contemnes it, And threatens me with the late Edict made against duellists, then altar cowards fly to. But I that am engaged, and nourish in me A higher aim then fair Camiola dreams of, Must not fit down thus. In the court I dare not Attempt him; and in public, he's so guarded With a herd of Parasites, Clients, fools and suitors, That a musket cannot reach him, my designs Admit of no delay. This is her birthday, Which with a fit and endue solemnity C miola celebrates; and on it, all such As love or serve her, usually present A tributary duty. I'll have something To give, if my intelligence prove true, Shall find acceptance. I am told, near this grove Fulgentio very morning makes his makets With his petitioners. I may present him With a sharp petition. H , it's he my sat Be ever blessed for't. Exit Fulgen. I shall cross Your resolution, or suffer for you. Exit Adorn . It does deserve it, Madam. Common service Is fit for hinds, and the reward proportioned To their conditions. Therefore look not on me As a follower of your father's Fortune's, or One that subsists on yours, you frown I my service Merits not this aspect. I am sorry, What Was so well intended, is so ill received, Yet under your correction you wished Ente Clarinda Bertoldo had been present. I am what You'll please to have me. I cannot ask Safer protection, what's your will? I foster none of you. The surest conjuration. They admit no rivals. Faithfully, Madam. But not live long after aside How e'r I hate him, As one preferred before me, being a man, He does deserve my pity. Sir, he sl epes: Or is he dead? would he were a Saint in heaven; It's is all the hurt I wish him. But was not Kneels by him. Born oh such happiness. No he breathes, come near, A worser if ' be possi le, without his f eling TO ke off his irons so, now leave S private His irons taken off. He does begin to stir, and as transported Exit aylor. With a joyful dream, how he stares! and feels his leg S, As yet uncertain, whither it can be True or fantastical. Oh forbear Sir, I am Adorni, and the instrument Of your deliverance; but the benefit You owe another. She expects not Such a dominion over you: yet ere I Deliver her demands, give me your hand: On this, as she enjoined me, with my lips I print her love and service by me sent you, You must swear this. Heaven forbid! In dark despair, it shows a beam of hope. Contain thy joy, Adorni. It's here Madam. A Can to for me were sitter To hurry me to the gallows Exit Adorni The heavy curse that waits on perjury, And foul ingratitude, pursue thee ever. Yet why from me this? In this breach of faith My loyalty finds rew rd! what poisons him Proves Mithridate to me! I have performed All she commanded punctually, and now In the clear mirror of my truth, she may Behold his fall ehood. Oh that I had wings To b are me to Palermo! This once known, Must change her love into a just disdain, And work her to compassion of my pain. I am half Hanged out of the way already, was there ever Poor lover so employed against himself To make way for his rival? I must do it, Nay more, I will. If loyalty can find Recompense beyond hope, or imagination Let it fallen on me in the other world, As a reward, for in this I dare not hope it. Exit What a temper dwells In this rare Virgin, can you pity him That hath shown none to you? May I presume to ask if the Em bassador Employed by Ferdinand, the Duke of Ur been Hath audience this morning? GOod day to your Lordship: