uch he scorns, and (as good Princes ought)
Defies base indirect, and godless treacheries;
To your more Sacred wisdomes he refers
The punishment due to the false _Gonzalo_,
Or else to send him home to _Venice_.

Possenne:

Herein
The Duke is royal: _Gaspero_, the Prince
Of _Cyprus_ answer'd he would come.

Gaspero:

My Lords,
He will not long be absent.

[Enter _Philander_, and _Melitus_]

Porphycio:

You _Fernando_,
Have made the State your debter: worthy Prince,
We shall be sutors to you for your presence,
In hearing, and determining of matters
Greatly concerning _Candy_.

Philander:

Fathers, I am
A stranger.

Possenne:

Why, the cause, my Lord, concerns
A stranger: please you seat your self.
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Philander:

How e're
Unfit, since you will have it so, my Lords,
You shall command me.

Porphycio:

You my Lord _Fernando_,
With the Ambassador, withdraw a while.

Fernando:

My Lords, we shall.

[Ex.

Possenne:

Melitus, and the Secretary,
Give notice to _Gonzalo_, that the Senate
Requires his presence.

[Ex. _Gas._ and _Mel._

[Enter _Cassilane_, and _Arca_]

Philander:

What concerns the business?

Porphycio:

Thus noble Prince--

Cassilanes:

Let me alone, thou troublest me,
I will be heard.

Arcanes:

You know not what you do.

Possenne:

Forbear: who's he that is so rude? what's he that dares
To interrupt our counsels?

Cassilanes:

One that has guarded,
Those Purple robes from Cankers worse than Moths,
One that hath kept your fleeces on your backs,
That would have been snatch'd from you: but I see
'Tis better now to be a Dog, a Spaniel
In times of Peace, then boast the bruised scars,
Purchas'd with loss of bloud in noble wars,
My Lords, I speak to you.

Porphycio:

Lord _Cassilane_,
We know not what you mean.

Cassilanes:

Yes, you are set
Upon a bench of justice; and a day
Will come (hear this, and quake ye potent great ones)
When you your selves shall stand before a judge,
Who in a pair of scales will weigh your acti