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When it leaves To be Religious for thy safety, may it By and angry flame from heaven, be turned to ashes. Look how they flock, and fawn upon his greatness; These are his creatures, by his power placed So near about the King, he can hear nothing Of his great favourite, but what their flattery And partial tongues convey into his ear. Sir I present this Gentl man to kiss Your hand; he's the Dukes secretary, a Roman Born, and has a great ambition To be known to you for your father's sake, With whom he did converse in Room, and honour, Till death concluded their acquaintance. Not to loud Sir; you may be herd. His engines are so placed None can approach the kings ear, at which hang So many flatterers to infect it with Montaltoes praise. I'll give You reasons at some opportunity Not to repent your confidence. 'Tis truth he does engage him to all favours. We may suspect This is to catch applause a trick to win Upon the people who did love Riviero And mourn his fate. My Lord Montalto may expect you Sir. And let me give a son up to your blessing Worthy your best prayers, and embrace; it time To bring you acquainted; he had else this night Contrived Montaltoes tragedy at a Banquet, For your revenge his active thoughts I could not counsel no longer patience. This letter sent to Alvarez, Whose Physic purged his soul away, Is too much testimony. Where he loved, to find So much ingratitude. And these.