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And please your grace And humble creature of yours, proud of the least Occasion to express how faithfully My heart is fixed to serve you. It were a point of deep neglect to keep Your in expectation, yet delays Make joys the sweeter, arrows that fly compass, Arrive with as much happiness to the mark, As those are shot pointblank? And cost my Lord sometime, For they that hold intelligence abroad To benefit their country, must not make Idols of their estates, and 'tis a happiness To fell their Fortune's for their Princes smile, Which I am confident you will vouchsafe, When you have herd my news. Vouchsafe my Lord, alas! You may command my tongue, my hands, my feet, My head, I should account that limb superfluous That would not be cut off to do you service. It is a verture my good Lord I know, But where the tongue has something to deliver, That may delight a Princes care, and so forth. The news concerns the Admiral Vittori. The stars forbid, he is returned my Lord, Triumphant, brave, and glorious— Give order that no man go forth to meet him, I shall my Lord. his grace says right, there may Be a consequence of much danger, and Vittori Has fame abroad. To say truth, he was A noble valiant gentleman, and deserved A halter, and shall please Your Highness, I did wonder at your patience He was not put to death. Most excellent Prince How just he is. Was ever Prince so wise! I was most divinely thought on, most maturely. Now all your jealousies are laid. I know not what to say to these garboils, there S a hight Naples towards, and the Prince is so humorous a tother side, I dare not come near him, Captain Mauricio. Your humble servant Captain. Alas sir, the necessity of my affairs at Court, and place so devours my attendance, that I cannot give that respect which is endue to a Gentleman of your quality, no neglect I beseech you Sir. I hope Captain the state of the City is not so desperate. I stand not upon them, my life is more precious to me then all these. How dee mean Captain? I would I were sure on't, condition I lost half my land. Your life? how are you sure to live? But how will you assure me Captain? My good Lord I have brought news, where the Princess sir? News, that will please my Lord. I have directed him how he shall pass. To your desires. You may command me. The news I bring my gracious Lord Concerns the Prince, and how my heart flows over, That I am pointed out by heaven the first And happy messenger. I know not my good Lord. Mercy Royal sir, And isle discharge my knowledge. No man and Like your grace, I did remember And durst not prevaricate in one syllable Of my Commission, she is a Lady sir. I'll see him safe my Lord. And Prince. I understand, and thank you noble Captain. Repent your grace thought me a gentleman, If I fail in this duty. I am charmed. Your highness has much honoured me, and Lady I kiss your fair and. I am in haste now. Please you peruse this paper. Yes, and the tother Lady too, Cassandra. Yes it will please you, And please the King, and the whole army. My duty sir, did aim it first to you, I was engaged To deliver a letter in Cassandra is name To the Prince of Naples, to invite his person Privately this night. To the Princesses tent. Don't, and bring back his word to visit they. As sure as I am your creature, This will be welcome to the Ladies, what use You are to make of this, becomes not my Instruction, if it be of any consequence, To make his person sure, when he arrives. Where's the king. O great sir. All my ambition aims but at your favour, My soul was never mercenary, 'tis My duty to wear out my life in services For you, and the whole state, whereof although I am no able member, yet— It is with joy then, my good Lord Alphonso, And by the way I must congratulate Your present favour with the king, I knew The noble faculties of your soul, at last Would find their merit. I know not my good Lord. Alas I know not my good Lord. But with your Royal licence, I am able To produce those can satisfy you in every Particular. They wait sir. This may bring the peace about. Please you sir, The King would have some further conference. Mercy my Lord. heated by a soldade. But in such cases sir estates— But half well, and Like your
Plot summary
Plot — The Young Admiral
Cesario has provoked a war between Sicily and Naples by wounding the King of Sicily’s favourite, Horatio, and by refusing to marry his daughter, Rosinda; he is more interested in Cassandra, the girlfriend of the Neapolitan Admiral Vittori. He pesters her unsuccessfully while Vittori is away fighting the war, then has Vittori’s father Alphonso imprisoned. When Vittori returns in triumph, he finds the city gates shut against him on Cesario’s orders. Offered a reward by the King, Cesario’s father, Vittori asks for Alphonso’s freedom; the King agrees only on condition that Vittori and Cassandra go into exile. The banished pair are shipwrecked on the Neapolitan coast and fall into the hands of the regrouped Sicilian army. Cassandra is taken into Rosinda’s custody and Vittori offered a choice: if he agrees to lead the army against Naples, Cassandra’s life will be spared. Torn between love and honour, he chooses love. He goes to Naples, disguised as a herald, and tries to persuade the King to surrender; but Cesario complicates his dilemma by sending back the message that Alphonso will be executed if Vittori fights. The threat is a bluff: after the message is sent, Alphonso is appointed to command the Neapolitan army against his son. Rosinda is with the invasion forces because, despite everything, she loves Cesario. Cassandra writes to him to set up an assignation, intending that Rosinda should go in her place. Cesario agrees to come into the Sicilian camp for the meeting, but the plan is overheard by Horatio, who tells the King. Cesario is arrested on arrival and held as a hostage. Vittori assumes that Cassandra was two-timing him, and decides to fight and save Alphonso. Rosinda corrects his misapprehension, and they go in disguise to Naples, where she offers herself as a reciprocal hostage: now Sicily cannot harm Cesario without Naples harming Rosinda, and vice versa. The war ends with a marriage treaty: Cesario accepts Rosinda and apologises for wounding Horatio. In the sub-plot, Pazzorello is afraid of battle, and accepts Didimo’s offer of magical protection against injury. He meets with a witch—actually Rosinda’s waiting-woman in disguise—and, after he has handed over all his money, he is blindfolded for the magical ceremony. Didimo assaults him, telling him that each blow adds to his invulnerability. With his courage reinforced, he picks a fight with a soldier, and comes off worst—because, Didimo explains, the weapons used against him were not included in…