Lo.E. Is it possible he should know what hee is, and be that he is
Par. I would the cutting of my garments wold serue the turne, or the breaking of my Spanish sword
Lo.E. We cannot affoord you so
Par. Or the baring of my beard, and to say it was in stratagem
Lo.E. "Twould not do
Par. Or to drowne my cloathes, and say I was stript
Lo.E. Hardly serue
Par. Though I swore I leapt from the window of the Citadell
Lo.E. How deepe?
Par. Thirty fadome
Lo.E. Three great oathes would sca.r.s.e make that be beleeued
Par. I would I had any drumme of the enemies, I would sweare I recouer"d it
Lo.E. You shall heare one anon
Par. A drumme now of the enemies.
Alarum within.
Lo.E. Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo
All. Cargo, cargo, cargo, villianda par corbo, cargo
Par. O ransome, ransome, Do not hide mine eyes
Inter. Boskos thromuldo boskos
Par. I know you are the Muskos Regiment, And I shall loose my life for want of language.
If there be heere German or Dane, Low Dutch, Italian, or French, let him speake to me, Ile discouer that, which shal vndo the Florentine
Int. Boskos vauvado, I vnderstand thee, & can speake thy tongue: Kerelybonto sir, betake thee to thy faith, for seuenteene ponyards are at thy bosome
Par. Oh
Inter. Oh pray, pray, pray, Manka reuania dulche
Lo.E. Os...o...b..dulchos voliuorco
Int. The Generall is content to spare thee yet, And hoodwinkt as thou art, will leade thee on To gather from thee. Haply thou mayst informe Something to saue thy life
Par. O let me liue, And all the secrets of our campe Ile shew, Their force, their purposes: Nay, Ile speake that, Which you will wonder at
Inter. But wilt thou faithfully?
Par. If I do not, d.a.m.ne me
Inter. Acordo linta.
Come on, thou are granted s.p.a.ce.
Exit
A short Alarum within.
L.E. Go tell the Count Rossillion and my brother, We haue caught the woodc.o.c.ke, and will keepe him mufled Till we do heare from them
Sol. Captaine I will
L.E. A will betray vs all vnto our selues, Informe on that
Sol. So I will sir
L.E. Till then Ile keepe him darke and safely lockt.
Exit
Enter Bertram, and the Maide called Diana.
Ber. They told me that your name was Fontybell
Dia. No my good Lord, Diana
Ber. t.i.tled G.o.ddesse, And worth it with addition: but faire soule, In your fine frame hath loue no qualitie?
If the quicke fire of youth light not your minde, You are no Maiden but a monument When you are dead you should be such a one As you are now: for you are cold and sterne, And now you should be as your mother was When your sweet selfe was got
Dia. She then was honest
Ber. So should you be
Dia. No: My mother did but dutie, such (my Lord) As you owe to your wife
Ber. No more a"that: I prethee do not striue against my vowes: I was compell"d to her, but I loue thee By loues owne sweet constraint, and will for euer Do thee all rights of seruice
Dia. I so you serue vs Till we serue you: But when you haue our Roses, You barely leaue our thornes to p.r.i.c.ke our selues, And mocke vs with our barenesse
Ber. How haue I sworne
Dia. Tis not the many oathes that makes the truth, But the plaine single vow, that is vow"d true: What is not holie, that we sweare not by, But take the high"st to witnesse: then pray you tell me, If I should sweare by Ioues great attributes, I lou"d you deerely, would you beleeue my oathes, When I did loue you ill? This ha"s no holding To sweare by him whom I protest to loue That I will worke against him. Therefore your oathes Are words and poore conditions, but vnseal"d At lest in my opinion
Ber. Change it, change it: Be not so holy cruell: Loue is holie, And my integritie ne"re knew the crafts That you do charge men with: Stand no more off, But giue thy selfe vnto my sicke desires, Who then recouers. Say thou art mine, and euer My loue as it beginnes, shall so perseuer