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substitution for the lines in edit. 1598, beginning "Ho, lords," and
concluding with "Exeunt omnes:"--

Were but thy father, the Valentia lord,
Present in view of this combining knot.

_A shout within. Enter a_ MESSENGER.

What shout was that?

MESSENGER. My lord, the great Valentia king,
Newly arrived, entreats your presence.

MUCEDORUS. My father?

KING OF ARRAGON. Prepared welcomes; give him entertainment.
A happier planet never reigned than that,
Which governs at this hour.

[_Sound_.

_Enter the_ KING OF VALENTIA, ANSELMO, RODRIGO, BARCHEUS,
_with others_; _the_ KING _runs and embraces his son_.

KING OF VALENTIA. Rise, honour of my age, food to my rest:
Condemn not (mighty King of Arragon)
My rude behaviour, so compell'd by Nature,
That manner stood unknowledged.

KING OF ARRAGON. What we have to recite would tedious prove
By declaration; therefore in and feast.
To-morrow the performance shall explain,
What words conceal; till then, drums, speak, bells, ring:
Give plausive welcomes to our brother king.

[_Sound drums and trumpets. Exeunt omnes_.

[198] [In the edition of 1610, the conclusion, from this line, is so
different, that the best mode appeared to be to give it at the foot of
the page:--

COMEDY. Envy, spit thy gall;
Plot, work, contrive; create new fallacies;
Team from thy womb each minute a black traitor,
Whose blood and thoughts have twin conception:
Study to act deeds yet unchronicled;
Cast native monsters in the moulds of men;
Case vicious devils under sancted rochets;
Unhasp the wicket, where all perjureds roost,
And swarm this ball with treasons. Do thy worst;
Thou canst not (hell-hound) cross my star[A] to-night.
[A] [Old copy, _steare_.]
Nor blind that glory, where I wish delight.

ENVY. I can. I will.

COMEDY. Nefarious hag, begin;
And let us tug, till one the mast'ry win.

ENVY. Comedy, thou art a shallow goose;
I'll overthrow thee in thine own intent,
And make thy fall my comic merriment.

COMEDY. Thy policy wants gravity; thou art too weak.
Speak, fiend. As how?

ENVY. Why thus;
From my foul study will I hoist a wretch,
A lean and hungry negro [Old copy, _neagre_.] cannibal:
Whose jaws