13221322Zweno. Shamele
sse per
sisting in thy ill,
13231323Thou doe
st maintaine a manife
st vntroth,
13241324As
shee
shall iu
sti
fie vnto thy teeth.
13251325Rosilio, fetch her and the
Marques hither.
13271327William. It cannot be I
should be
so deceiued.
13281328Demarch, I heare this night among the
souldiers,
13291329That in their watch they tooke a pen
siue Ladie:
13301330Who at the appoyntment of the Lord
Dirot is yet in keeping:
13321332Onely thus much I ouer-hard by chance.
13341334Demarch. It may be
Blanch the King of Denmarkes daughter.
13351335William. It may be
so: but on my lyfe it is not;
13361336Yet
Demarch, goe and fetch her
straight.
13381338Rosilio. Plea
seth your highnes, here is the
Marques and
Mariana.
13391339Zweno, See here
Duke William, your competitors,
13401340That were con
senting to my daughters
scape:
13411341Let them re
solue you of the truth herein,
13421342And here I vow and
solemnely prote
st,
13431343That in thy pre
sence they
shall lo
se their heads,
13441344Vnle
sse I heare where as my daughter is.
13451345William. O
Marques Lubeck how it grieueth me,
13461346That for my
sake thou
shoulde
st indure the
se bondes.
13471347Beiudge my
soule that feeles the martirdome.
13481348Marques. Duke William, you know it is for your cau
se,
13491349It plea
seth thus the King to mi
sconceiue of me,
13501350And for his plea
sure doth me iniurie.
13511351Enter Demarch with the Ladie Blanch. 13521352Demarch. May it plea
se your highne
sse.
13531353Here is the Ladie you
sent me for.
13541354William. Away
Demarch, what telle
st thou me of Ladies?
I so