Fran. And while the duke did prize you to I well might envy him; but durst not hope With unexampl'd fervour; nay, dotes on you, woman: When, on my knowledge, he long since hath wish'd You were among the dead. Marc. Bless me, good angels, Or I am blasted! Lies so false and wicked, How dear he holds you! 'Tis his character, What the inscription is. Mare. [Reads] You know my pleasure, Fran. But I am true, Of Sforza, though it mark me for the grave, Fran. Thou, then, art nothing: Thy life is in my power, disdainful woman! Marc. No, with my curses Of horror to thy conscience in this life, In the discovery of this fatal secret. could make her A stranger to her goodness! all my plots ACT III. SCENE I-The Imperial Camp before PAVIA. Our victory, as yet, affords us nothing The enemy's mind to be desperate, and hold Yieldings and compositions will undo us; Alph. But, when We enter towns by force, and carve ourselves, Med. I long to be at it. To begin the sport at Milan: there's enough, the contrary, not with your head alone, Med. For Lodowick Sforza, but with the ruin of your whole family. The duke of Milan, I, on mine own knowledge, And this, written with my own hand, Can say thus much: he is too much a soldier; and signed with my privy signet, shall Too confident of his own worth; too rich too; be your sufficient warrant. LUDOVICO SFORZA. I do obey it! every word's a poniard, [Swoons. Fran. What have I done? sirs. For the duke's sake! for Sforza's Marc. Sforza's! stand off! though dead, I will be his; And even my ashes shall abhor the touch any other. O unkind, and cruel! ,women, learn to trust in one another; e is no faith in man: Sforza is false, ise to Marcelia! And understands too well the emperor hates him, Alph. On my life We need not fear his coming in. Her. On mine That he, that scorn'd our proffer'd amity When he was sued to, should, ere he be Freely acknowledged, to give up the reasons summon'd, First kneel for mercy? Med. When your majesty Shall please to instruct us who it is, we may Emp. C. Who, but the duke of Milan, sworn Sforza had been the last. Her. And should be writ so In the list of those you pardon. city Would his Had rather held us out a siege, like Troy, Than, by a feign'd submission, he should cheat you Of a just revenge, or us of those fair glories Alph. The sack alone of Milan Will pay the army. Emp. C. I am not so weak, To be wrought on as you fear; nor ignorant [Exit Pescara. Her. I am now To make a king than kill one: which apply'd Re-enter PESCARA, with LUDOVICO Alph. He looks as if He would outface his dangers. A suitor, in the devil's name! My hate against thyself, and love to him Are in thy fury burnt, let it be mention'd, [Apar Her. I do begin, I know not why, to hal him Sfor. If that, then, to be grateful now Tis in another's power, when I shall part now Shrink they for fear. Know, sir, that Sfor stands I do begin strangely to love this fellow. Sfor. But, if example SFORZA, Of my fidelity to the French, [ Apart. [ Apart. Sfor. I come not, emperor, to invade thy mercy, [Apa Has power to invite you to make him a frien By fawning on thy fortune; nor bring with me instant counsels, I am from robbing thee of the least honour tains Have little power in peace), may beget danger, Sfur. Where true honour lives, Doubt hath no being; I desire no pawn, I will confess my weakness: though my state But ride along with me: I'll give you reasons, bear you company. Sfor. Farewell, grief! I am stored with Two blessings most desired in human life, A constant friend, an unsuspected wife. [Exeunt. SCESE IL-MILAN. A Room in the Castle. Enter GRACCHO. Grac. Whipt like a rogue! no lighter pu- To balance with a little mirth! 'Tis well: Fit company only for pages and for footboys. Enter JULIO and GIOVANNI. Enter FRANCISCO and a Servant, [Stands aside. Fran. If I am sought for, Sero. But, sir, if the princess Abroad to take the air; but by no means Serv. So I shall tell her. Enter a Gentlewoman. [Exit. Gentlew. My good lord, your pleasure? To the dutchess. access Gentlew. In good sooth, my lord, I dare not; She's very private. Fran. Come, there's gold Where is thy lady? Gentlew. She's walking in the gallery. [Exeunt Francisco and Gentlewoman. My lady and her mother first committed, [Exit. SCENE III.-Another Room in the same. After a practice so abhorr'd and horrid, Fran. Dearest lady, [Apart. I do confess, humbly confess my fault, The wonder, gentlemen? Bi now I look on you my wonder ceases. Julio. Why, sir, you have been whipt; take it, to a gentleman, the greatest trial it may be of his patience. Grac. Sir, I'll call you is a strict account for this. Gio. I'll not deal with you, ess I have a beadle for my second; And then I'll answer you. Julio. Farewell, poor Graccho. This can be cunning? Fran. But, if no submission, [Aside. For I perceive in you no signs of mercy, I will disclose a secret, which, dying with me, Marc. Speak it; it will take from The burden of thy conscience. Fran. Thus, then, madam: The warrant, by my lord sign'd for your death, [Exeunt Julio and Giovanni. Was but conditional; but you must swear, Grac. Better and better still. If ever wrongs By your unspotted truth, not to reveal it, wald teach a wretch to find the way to Or I end here abruptly. Of joys hereafter. On. Fran. Nor was it hate That forc'd him to it, but excess of love. Assure thee I am lost (these were his words), [Draws his Sword. Marc. Hold! 'tis forgiven, And by me freely pardon'd. In thy fair life Hereafter, study to deserve this bounty: But that my lord, my Sforza, should esteem My life fit only as a page, to wait on The various course of his uncertain fortunes; Or cherish in himself that sensual hope, In death to know me as a wife, afflicts me. I will slack the ardour that I had to see him Return in safety. Frán. But if your entertainment Should give the least ground to his jealousy, To raise up an opinion I am false, You then destroy your mercy. Vouchsafe, Therefore Till I had seen thee. Marc. Sir, I am most happy Sfor. How! why, can there be Sfor. By all the joys of love, she does sa lute me His happiness in most accursed woman; Clea Steph. How coldly she receives it! [Apart. And, though my heart-strings crack fort, Tib. Observe the encounter. Apart. will be To all a free example of delight. We will have sports of all kinds, and propoun Rewards to such as can produce us new; Unsatisfied, though we surfeit in their store And never think of curs'd Marcelia more. [Exeun Grac. Sir, but allow me In policy's roguish school, to try conclusions Not the abstruse and hidden arts to thrive With one that hath commenc'd, and gone out doctor. there: knowledge, That injuries from one in grace, like you, Are noble favours. And you may please to grant me so much If I discover what but now he bragg'd of, Fran. But to the purpose; And then, that service done, make thine own fortunes. My wife, thou say'st, is jealous I am too Grae. And incens'd For her commitment in her brother's absence; Fran. I thank thy care, and will deserve this secret, In making thee acquainted with a greater, And of more moment. I delight in change And sweet variety; that's my heaven on earth, For which I love life only. I confess, My wife pleas'd me a day; the dutches, two (And yet I must not say I have enjoy'd her); But now I care for neither: therefore, Graccho, So far I am from stopping Mariana Grac. That may prove your ruin : Fran. There thou art cozen'd; His dotage, like an ague, keeps his course, And now 'tis strongly on him. But I lose time; And therefore know, whether thou wilt or no, Thou art to be my instrument; and, in spite Of the old saw, that says, "It is not safe On any terms to trust a man that's wrong'd," I dare thee to be false. Grac. This is a language, My lord, I understand not. Fran. You thought, sirrah, To put a trick on me, for the relation Of what I knew before; and, having won Some weighty secret from me, in revenge To play the traitor. Know, thou wretched thing, command thou wert whipt; and every day 5 I have thee freshly tortur'd, if thou miss te least charge that I impose upon thee. Though what I speak, for the most part, is true; , grant thou hadst a thousand witnesses The depos'd they heard it, 'tis in me, W one word, such is Sforza's confidence fidelity not to be shaken, To make all void, and ruin my accusers. Marc. Command me from his sight, and with such scorn As he would rate his slave! Steph. And he repents it, madam. To observe his humours? or, because he dotes, Tib. He hath paid the forfeit Of his offence, I'm sure, with such a sorrow, Marc. Why, perhaps, he hath it; But till I have digested some sad thoughts, Tib. How! Francisco? [Exit Gentlewoman. Enter FRANCISCO. Steph. Here he comes. [Exeunt Tib. and Steph. Marc. Your face is full They are not counterfeit. The duke, the duke, Is eagle-ey'd, and would see that which is not; tainted? teriore look to't; bring my wife hotly on But for him, though almost on certain proof, rase me to the duke-I have an end in't-To give it hearing, not belief, deserves ink what 'tis makes man most miserable, My hate for ever. that shall fall upon thee. Thou wert a fool Lam, by being acquainted with my courses, car and awe me; or that I should live state, as thou didst saucily divine: ing in my counsels, still live mine. [Exit. c. I am caught on both sides. This 'tis for a puisne Fran. Whether grounded on Your noble, yet chaste favours, shewn unto me; Or her imprisonment, for her contempt Marc. Have I then liv'd So long, now to be doubted? Are my favours The themes of her discourse? or what I do, |