Fern. Col. Where is she? Ros. Here, have a plum for ie’ee— In her chamber. Col. Come, fool, I'll give thee plums enow; come, fool. Fern. Let slaves in mind be servile to their fears; Our heart is high instarred in brighter spheres. [Exeunt FERNANDO and COLONA. Ros. I see him lost already. If all prevail not, we shall know too late SCENE I.-The Palace. The Duchess's Bedchamber. BIANCA discovered in her night-attire, leaning on a cushion at a table, holding FERNANDO by the hand. above FIORMONDA. Enter IOR. [Aside] Now fly, Revenge, and wound the lower earth, That I, insphered above, may cross the race Of love despised, and triumph o'er their graves Who scorn the low-bent thraldom of my heart! Bian. Why shouldst thou not be mine? why should The iron laws of ceremony, bar Mutual embraces? what's a vow? a vow? Can there be sin in unity? could I As well dispense with conscience as renounce With any waiting-woman in the land [the laws, To purchase one night's rest with thee, Fernando, Than be Caraffa's spouse a thousand years. Fior. [Aside] Treason to wedlock! this would make as before, This is the largest lacuna in Ford's works. Several lines appear to have fallen out. what I am, To survive you, or I will see you first I sign it with this seal. Fior. [Aside] [Kisses her. Ignoble strumpet! Bian. You shall not swear; take off that oath again, Or thus I will enforce it. Fern. Use that force, And make me perjurèd; for whiles your lips And glory to forswear. Fior. [Aside] [Kisses him. Here's fast and loose! Which, for a ducat, now the game's on foot? Whilst they are kissing, the Duke and D'AVOLOS, with their swords drawn, appear at the door, followed by PETRUCHIO, NIBRASSA, and a Guard. Col. [Within] Help, help! madam, you are betrayed, madam; help, help! D'Av. [Aside to Duke] Is there confidence in credit, now, sir? belief in your own eyes? do you see? do you see, sir? can you behold it without lightning? Col. [Within] Help, madam, help! Fern. What noise is that? I heard one cry. Know you who I am? Ha, did you? Fern. Duke. I am too angry in my rage To scourge thee unprovided.-Take him hence; Fern. Duke, do not shame thy manhood to lay hands On that most innocent lady. Duke. Confine him to his chamber. Yet again!— [Exeunt D'AVOLOS and the Guard with FERNANDO. Leave us all ; None stay, not one; shut up the doors. [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and NIBRASSA. Fior. Now show thyself my brother, brave Caraffa. Duke. Woman, stand forth before me ;-wretched What canst thou hope for? [whore, Bian. Duke. Strumpet, I am ; and in my hand hold up The edge that must uncut thy twist of life: Dost thou not shake? Bian. For what? to see a weak, Faint, trembling arm advance a leaden blade? Duke. What! shameless harlot ! Rip up the cradle of thy cursèd womb, In which the mixture of that traitor's lust Imposthumes for a birth of bastardy.. Yet come, and if thou think'st thou canst deserve Bian. I'll tell ye, if you needs would be resolved ; Duke. Shameless, intolerable whore ! Bian. What ails you? Can you imagine, sir, the name of duke A bloodless lip, or such an untrimmed beard I wonder you could think 'twere possible, Now, by my life, I thought that long ago Y' had known it, and been glad you had a friend Duke. O my stars! Here's impudence above all history. Why, thou detested reprobate in virtue, Dar'st thou, without a blush, before mine eyes Bian. Dare! yes, 'faith, You see I dare: I know what you would say now; 1 Sprawling. 1 |