KING OF SICILY

I must tell you too, Your father has transgressed beyond example. What would you ask. Your father? We would thought upon't Vittori, and without The Council of our son, will condescend To your Father's liberty, he is yours upon Condition, you and he, and this your Mistress Go into present banishment. I run my sons distaste There is no time for study, he affects That Lady, if you stay something may follow, To that general repentance, troth I pity thee, Here take our signet, time and absence may Correct all. I did it for the best, By his absence thinking to remo his anger, I could have been content, to have honoured him, For to say truth, his services did challenge More friendly payment. But son, son, how Can these stains reach Vittori? he hath given No argument to suspect his fallen from Loyalty. Nay prithee come back, thou hast awaked me, I find my rashness, I did never think There had been so much danger, we will study Timely prevention, let em be called back, Fly after em, and in our name command. How shanot needs? Cassandra Y'ave sent for too. Women are strangely attractive, Fame speaks her virtuous too. Where's your son Alphonso? Speak Alphonso? Away with him. Vittori gave ablow to their design. They could not be reinforcd so soon, what number? Then make safe The City. Now we want Vittori. We do thank you all, The seas were kind, and the winds kissed our sails. All things conspired to our revenge. Marshal of the field Give present order for entrenchments. Weel quarter here, you shall make good that partly With your horse troops, and plant Canons on that hill, To play upon the town, Naples shall find We did not venture all upon one stake, That petty lose at sea which made them triumph, And perhaps careless of more opposition Shall dearly be accounted for, beside Dishonouring our Daughter, and our Court By such a rude departure. Thy particular Sufferings Horatio, and wounds are put Into the scale. We are confident of thy loyalty. Alas Rosinda thou Wertenberg not bred to these Tumults and noise of war, has not the sea Impaired thy health, I was too rash to allow Thy travail, and expose thy tenderness To this rude voyage. The kingdom of our enemy which shall groan for the inhabitants. Are all our forces. Landed? My dearest child, Whose very eyes do kindle flames of courage In every soldier, be still safe, and promise Thy self a brave revenge. I know not what to think, no sooner Landed, But such a storm pursue us, does not this Affright Rosinda into paleness? dost Not feel and ague? We are confident Thou hast happily expounded, what lightning Darts from those angry exhalations. What thunder? Yet would thou Wertenberg at home. This fire will quicken the whole army. Soldiers pursued by Vittori, Cassandra half dead under his arm. What mutiny is here? What are you? Whence are you? Do you delight in wounds, resign that Lady. I promise by The word and honour of a King, she shall Be carefully attended. See Rosinda With as much diligence to this Ladies health, As you'd preserve your own. My faith is passed, Now if you please you may acquaint us with Your name and quality, Already you have expressed your self this Country man, Be more particular. A chance sayest? Your fame was with us earlier, entertain him, They disarm Vittori. You are welcome man, there's cause we should Be kind to you. Know miserable man, thy destinies Have made thee his, that will exact severe Account for many lives, most happy storm, Thy master too shall find a punishment Great as his pride, how fortunate we are! We violate no promise made to her, Though torment make thee curse thy self, blessed heavens? You shall pay deer for all. Unless he will be cruel to himself, His fate smiles on him, does he love you Lady. You shall preserve him, Rosinda. Leave, as thy health Is but a prologue to his blessing, that Paper speaks our intention, you shall Present it, if he be wise his judgement Will meet our purpose, what we lost at sea, We enable him to satisfy by a second Proof of his courage, and propound not only Life, and his liberty, but so great and honour As next our title, there is left no glory To equal it. There are some Conditions, if you find him cool, you may Apply what argument you find to warm His resolutions, here he is, I leave you. She will instruct you Alphonso must be sent for out of prison, He's and experienced soldier. Now we are punished for Vittories banishment. What if you Tasted Alphonso, he has been ever faithful, And we too rash. Alberto, Julio. Be temperate. He will deserve our favour, keep at distance, Sent for in Cassandra's name? belike He loves that Lady, let him, 'tis a strange Adventure, sure my daughter is of counsel With her, she had some bend that way, till he Became ingrateful to us. Be silent. You're welcome prince of Naples. Reward him. Away with the fool. Another time Rosinda —by thy duty— Weel hear and thank thee at more leisure too, attend our daughter As things fallen out Your valour may be useless, we acknowledge This happiness, from Cassandra, though she meant Other success. What? Come my Lord, you must with us, Here your command determines, we shall have No further use of your great valour sir. What dare not men that hate us, And yet conceal the murder? Here, what portends thy haste, and busy countenance? Has thy intelligence brought us knowledge of Our son? Proceed, and weel reward thee. Villain what dost rack My expectation? speak, what of my son? Answer me without circumstance, where is The Prince? be brief or— Traitor, didst not prepare me to expect News of my son, pronouncing thy self happy In being the messenger? is he in health? Answer to that. Cut off his head, I shall become the scorn Of my own subject. Tell me then, And isle have patience for the rest, but be not Tedious, is my son alive or dead? Confusion! Where? whom? and quickly save thy life. A Lady. And excellent presence. Fair Lady, make me more acquainted with Your purpose, nothing can proceed from you, That will not charm us to attention. Where? speak, you do not look As you delighted to report a Tragedy, Lives my Cesario? Support me good Alphonso, I shall faint Under my joy. Alas, thou hast undone me. Make me blessed. Alphonso is't a woman? Alp. Vittori! We thus confirm it. But tears of joy salute thee, best of Ladies! Alphonso she is fair, well shaped, my son Gave her deformed, with what eyes could he look Upon this beauty, and not love it. Welcome again fair Princess, my Cesario Is here supplied—— Alphonso. Away— Never did Lady such and act of Nobleness, And what we cannot reach in honouring thee, Ages to come shall pay thy memory. S. May I believe Rosinda loves the Prince, And yet so cunningly disguise it from me? I'll to my Daughter. We shall think on him. The Prince, excuse my absence. I cannot take Too great revenge, no punishment can fallen Severe enough upon his head was guilty Of all these tumults. Not without some conspiracy, ya're all Traitors, if I recover not my Child, I will sacrifice the lives of my whole army. I'll hear nothing unless Rosinda be concerned ith message Would, where? A prisoner. How came she thither? That double renegade, where is Cassandra? Off with her head, and his.— For further pledge on both sides, Horatio weel exchange to invite Naples To give us meeting. We follow, come my Lord old men have passion. You have displeased our son Vittori. Another Fleet? Horatio, Command your prisoner be brought to us presently. Flatter not my soul, That is already weary of her burden, And would begun to rest. Where? what pledge? 'Tis treason to be ignorant, search every where, I'll hang ye all, unless you find my Daughter, Prince where Rosinda? I will have her, or Your head shall off. What are you sir? Julio? I thank thy care. What Hope's? Lets hear our daughter speak. Thus our kingdoms knit.