Par. I would the cutting of my garments would serve the turn; or the breaking of my Spanish sword. 1 Lord. We cannot afford you so. [Aside. Par. Or the baring of my beard+; and to say, it was in stratagem. 1 Lord. 'Twould not do. [A side. Par. Or to drown my clothes, and say, I was stripped. 1 Lord. Hardly serve. [Aside. Par. Though I swore I leaped from the window of the citadel- 1 Lord. How deep? Par. Thirty fathom. [A side. 1 Lord. Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed. [Aside. Par. I would, I had any drum of the enemy's; I would swear, I recovered it. 1 Lord. You shall hear one anon. [A side. Par. A drum now of the enemy's! [Alarum within. 1 Lord. Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo. All. Cargo, cargo, villianda par corbo, cargo. Par. O! ransom, ransom : — Do not hide mine [They seize him and blindfold him. eyes. 1 Sold. Boskos thromuldo boskos. I will discover that which shall undo I understand thee, and can speak thy tongue :- Betake thee to thy faith, for seventeen poniards Par. Oh ! i. c. the shaving of my beard. 1 Sold. Manka revania dulche. 1 Lord. O, pray, pray, pray. Oscorbi dulchos volivorca. 1 Sold. The general is content to spare thee yet; Par. O, let me live, Their force, their purposes: nay, I'll speak that 1 Lord. Go, tell the count Rousillon, and my brother, We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled, Till we do hear from them. 2 Sold. Captain, I will. 1 Lord. He will betray us all unto ourselves;Inform 'em that. 1 Lord. Till then, I'll keep him dark, and safely lock'd. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Florence. A Room in the Widow's House. Enter BERTRAM and DIANA. Ber. They told me, that your name was Fontibell. Ber. Titled goddess; And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul, In your fine frame hath love no quality? If the quick fire of youth light not your mind, When you are dead, you should be such a one Dia. She then was honest. Ber. Dia. So should you be. No: My mother, did but duty; such, my lord, Ber. No more of that! I pr'ythee, do not strive against my vows: I was compell'd to her; but I love thee By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever Dia. Ber. How have I sworn? Dia. 'Tis not the many oaths, that make the truth; But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true. What is not holy, that we swear not by", 7 What is not holy, that we swear not by,] The sense is-We never swear by what is not holy, but swear by, or take to witness, the Highest, the Divinity. The tenor of the reasoning contained in the following lines perfectly corresponds with this: If I should swear by Jove's great attributes, that I loved you dearly, would you believe my oaths, when you found by experience that I loved you ill, and was endeavouring to gain credit with you in order to seduce you to your ruin? No, surely; but you would conclude that I had no faith either in Jove or his attributes, and that my oaths were mere words of course. For that oath can certainly have no tie upon us, which we swear by him we profess to love and honour when at the same time we give the strongest proof of our disbelief in him, by pursuing a course which we know will offend and dishonour him. HEATH. But take the Highest to witness: Then, pray you, tell me, If I should swear by Jove's great attributes, I lov'd you dearly, would you believe my oaths, To swear by him whom I protest to love, That I will work against him: Therefore, your oaths Ber. Change it, change it; Be not so holy-cruel: love is holy; And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts, That you do charge men with: Stand no more off, Who then recover: say, thou art mine, and ever Dia. I see, that men make hopes, in such affairs, Dia. Will you not, my lord? Ber. It is an honour 'longing to our house, Bequeathed down from many ancestors: Which were the greatest obloquy i'the world In me to lose. Dia. Mine honour's such a ring: My chastity's the jewel of our house, Ber. Here, take my ring: 8 I see, that men make hopes, in such affairs,] i. e. I perceive that while our lovers are making professions of love, they entertain hopes that we shall be betrayed by our passions to yield to their desires. Mr. Malone reads, "in such a scene." My house, mine honour, yea my life be thine, Dia. When midnight comes, knock at my chamber window; I'll order take, my mother shall not hear. My reasons are most strong; and you shall know them, And on your finger, in the night, I'll put Ber. A heaven on earth I have won, by wooing thee. [Exit. Dia. For which live long to thank both heaven and me! You may so in the end. My mother told me just how he would woo, Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me, SCENE III. The Florentine Camp. Enter the two French Lords, and two or three [Exit. 1 Lord. You have not given him his mother's letter? 9 Since Frenchmen are so braid,] i. e. crafty or deceitful. |