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[ Enter] A NTONIO and D ELIO 1 ANT. What think you of my hope of reconcilement | |
| To the Arragonian brethren? | |
| DELIO. I misdoubt it; | |
| For though they have sent their letters of safe-conduct | 4 |
| For your repair to Milan, they appear | |
| But nets to entrap you. The Marquis of Pescara, | |
| Under whom you hold certain land in cheat, 2 | |
| Much gainst his noble nature hath been movd | 8 |
| To seize those lands; and some of his dependants | |
| Are at this instant making it their suit | |
| To be invested in your revenues. | |
| I cannot think they mean well to your life | 12 |
| That do deprive you of your means of life, | |
| Your living. | |
| ANT. You are still an heretic 3 | |
| To any safety I can shape myself. | 16 |
| DELIO. Here comes the marquis: I will make myself | |
| Petitioner for some part of your land, | |
| To know whither it is flying. | |
| ANT. I pray, do. [Withdraws.] | 20 |
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[Enter PESCARA] DELIO. Sir, I have a suit to you. | |
| PES. To me? | |
| DELIO. An easy one: | |
| There is the Citadel of Saint Bennet, | 24 |
| With some demesnes, of late in the possession | |
| Of Antonio Bologna,please you bestow them on me. | |
| PES. You are my friend; but this is such a suit, | |
| Nor fit for me to give, nor you to take. | 28 |
| DELIO. No, sir? | |
| PES. I will give you ample reason for t | |
| Soon in private:here s the cardinals mistress. | |
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[Enter JULIA] JULIA. My lord, I am grown your poor petitioner, | 32 |
| And should be an ill beggar, had I not | |
| A great mans letter here, the cardinals, | |
| To court you in my favour. [Gives a letter.] | |
| PES. He entreats for you | 36 |
| The Citadel of Saint Bennet, that belongd | |
| To the banishd Bologna. | |
| JULIA. Yes. | |
| PES. I could not have thought of a friend I could rather | 40 |
| Pleasure with it: tis yours. | |
| JULIA. Sir, I thank you; | |
| And he shall know how doubly I am engagd | |
| Both in your gift, and speediness of giving | 44 |
| Which makes your grant the greater. Exit. | |
| ANT. How they fortify | |
| Themselves with my ruin! | |
| DELIO. Sir, I am | 48 |
| Little bound to you. | |
| PES. Why? | |
| Delio. Because you denid this suit to me, and gave t | |
| To such a creature. | 52 |
| PES. Do you know what it was? | |
| It was Antonios land; not forfeited | |
| By course of law, but ravishd from his throat | |
| By the cardinals entreaty. It were not fit | 56 |
| I should bestow so main a piece of wrong | |
| Upon my friend; tis a gratification | |
| Only due to a strumpet, for it is injustice. | |
| Shall I sprinkle the pure blood of innocents | 60 |
| To make those followers I call my friends | |
| Look ruddier upon me? I am glad | |
| This land, taen from the owner by such wrong, | |
| Returns again unto so foul an use | 64 |
| As salary for his lust. Learn, good Delio, | |
| To ask noble things of me, and you shall find | |
| I ll be a noble giver. | |
| DELIO. You instruct me well. | 68 |
| ANT. Why, here s a man now would fright impudence | |
| From sauciest beggars. | |
| PES. Prince Ferdinand s come to Milan, | |
| Sick, as they give out, of an apoplexy; | 72 |
| But some say tis a frenzy: I am going | |
| To visit him. Exit. | |
| ANT. Tis a noble old fellow. | |
| DELIO. What course do you mean to take, Antonio? | 76 |
| ANT. This night I mean to venture all my fortune, | |
| Which is no more than a poor lingring life, | |
| To the cardinals worst of malice. I have got | |
| Private access to his chamber; and intend | 80 |
| To visit him about the mid of night, | |
| As once his brother did our noble duchess. | |
| It may be that the sudden apprehension | |
| Of danger,for I ll go in mine own shape, | 84 |
| When he shall see it fraight 4 with love and duty, | |
| May draw the poison out of him, and work | |
| A friendly reconcilement. If it fail, | |
| Yet it shall rid me of this infamous calling; | 88 |
| For better fall once than be ever falling. | |
| DELIO. I ll second you in all danger; and howeer, | |
| My life keeps rank with yours. | |
| ANT. You are still my lovd and best friend. Exeunt. | 92 |