ess, or your Empress.

Gonzalo:

Dull, dull brain.
O I am fool'd!

Gaspero:

Look Sir, do you know this hand?

Michael:

Do you know this Seal? First, Lords, he writes to _Venice_,
To make a perfect league, during which time
He would in private keep some Troops in pay,
Bribe all the Centinels throughout this Kingdom,
Corrupt the Captains; at a Banquet poyson
The Prince, and greatest Peers, and in conclusion
Yield _Candy_ slave to _Venice_.

Gaspero:

Next, he contracted
With the Illustrious Princess, the Lady _Erota_,
In hope of marriage with her, to deliver
All the _Venetian_ gallantry, and strength,
Upon their first arrival, to the mercy
Of her and _Candy_.

Erota:

This is true, _Gonzalo_.

Gonzalo:

Let it be true: what then?

Possenne:

My Lord Ambassadour,
What's your demand?

Michael:

As likes the State of _Candy_,
Either to sentence him as he deserves
Here, or to send him like a slave to _Venice_.

Porphycio:

We shall advise upon it.

Gonzalo:

O the Devils,
That had not thrust this trick into my pate--
298] A Politician fool? destruction plague
_Candy_ and _Venice_ both.

Possenne Porphycio:

Away with him.

Melitus:

Come Sir, I'le see you safe.

[Exeunt _Gonz._ _Mel._

Erota:

Lords, e're you part
Be witness to another change of wonder;
_Antinous_, now be bold, before this presence,
Freely to speak, whether or no I us'd
The humblest means affection could contrive,
To gain thy love.

Antinous:

Madam, I must confess it,
And ever am your servant.

Erota:

Yes _Antinous_,
My servant, for my Lord thou shalt be never:
I here disclaim the interest thou hadst once
In my too passionate thoughts. Most noble Prince,
If yet a relique of thy wonted flames
Live warm within thy bosom, then I blush not
To offer up the assurance of my faith,
To thee that hast deserv'd it best.

Philander:

O Madam,
You play with my calamity.

Erota:

Let heaven
Record my truth for ever.

Philander:

With more joy
Than I have words to utter, I accept it.
I also pawn you mine.

Erota:

The man that