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ons, Without abatement of one grain: as then You would be found full weight, I charge ye fathers Let me have justice now. Possenne: Lord _Cassilane_, What strange distemperature provokes distrust Of our impartiality? be sure We'l flatter no mans injuries. 288] Cassilanes: 'Tis well; You have a Law, Lords, that without remorse Dooms such as are belepred with the curse Of foul ingratitude unto death. Porphycio: We have. Cassilanes: Then do me justice. [Enter _Antinous_, _Decius_, _Erota_, _Hyparcha_.] Decius: Mad-man, whither run'st thou? Antinous: Peace _Decius_, I am deaf. Hyparcha: Will you forget Your greatness, and your modesty? Erota Hyparcha: leave, I will not hear. Antinous: Lady; great, gentle, Lady. Erota: Prethee young man forbear to interrupt me, Triumph not in thy fortunes; I will speak. Possenne: More uproars yet! who are they that disturb us? Cassilanes: The viper's come; his fears have drawn him hither, And now, my Lords, be Ch[ro]nicled for ever, And give me justice against this vile Monster, This bastard of my bloud. Erota: 'Tis justice, Fathers, I sue for too: and though I might command it, (If you remember Lords, whose child I was) Yet I will humbly beg it; this old wretch Has forfeited his life to me. Cassilanes: Tricks, tricks; Complots, devices, 'twixt these pair of young-ones, To blunt the edge of your well temper'd Swords, Wherewith you strike offenders, Lords, but I Am not a baby to be fear'd with bug-bears, 'Tis justice I require. Erota: And I. Antinous: You speak too tenderly; and too much like yourself To mean a cruelty; which would make monstrous Your Sex: yet for the loves sake, which you once Pleas'd to pretend, give my griev'd Father leave To urge his own revenge; you have no cause For yours: keep peace about ye. Cassilanes: Will you hear me? 289] Philander: Here's some strange novelty. Possenne: Sure we are mock'd, Speak one at once: say wherein hath your Son Transgress'd the Law? Cassilanes: O the gross mists of dulness! Are you this Kingdomes Oracles, yet can be
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