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To bless and guard their families.

Con. 'Tis received so
Enter CAROLO CHAROMONTE. and ContaRiNO. On my part, signior; nor can the duke

Car. You bring your welcome with you, But proinise to himself as much as may
Con. Sir, I find it,

Be hoped for from a nephew. And it were In every circumstance.

weakness Car. Again more welcome.

In any man to doubt, that Giovanni,
Yet, give me leave to wish (and pray you excuse Trained up by your experience and care,

In all those arts peculiar and proper
For I must use the freedom I was born with) To future

greatness, of necessity The great duke's pleasure had commanded you Must, in his actions, being grown a man,


upon some other service; Make good the princely education
Not this you are designed to : but his will Which he derived from you.
Must be obeyed, howe'er it ravish froin me Car. I have discharged,
The happy conversation of one,

To the utmost of my power, the trust the duke As dear to me as the old Romans held

Committed to me, and, with joy, perceive Their household Lares, who, they believed, had the seed of my endeavours was not sown power

Upon the barren sands, but fruitful glebe,


To my poor


Which yields a large increase; my noble charge, | That is without their power. When they adBy his sharp wit, and pregnant apprehension,

vance, Instructing those that teach him; making use, Not out of judgment, but deceiving fancy, Not in a vulgar and pedautic form,

An undeserving man, howe'er set off Of what's read to him, but 'tis straight digested,

With all the trim of greatness, state, and power, And truly made his own. His grave discourse, And, of a creature, even grown terrible In une no more indebted unto years,

To him from whom he took his giant form, Amazes such as hear him. Horsemanship This thing is still a comet, no true star; And skill to use his weapon are, by practice, And when the bounties, feeding his false fire, Familiar to him: As for knowledge in

Begin to fail, will of itself go out, Music, he needs it not, it being born with him; And, what was dreadful, proves ridiculous. All that he speaks being with such grace de- But in our Sanazarro 'tis not so: livered,

He, being pure and tried gold, and any stamp That it makes perfect harınony.

Of grace to make him current to the world, Con. You describe

The duke is pleased to give him, will add honA wonder to me. Car. Sir, he is no less;

To the great bestower; for he, though allowed And, that there may be nothing wanting that Companion to his master, still preserves May render him complete, the sweetness of His inajesty in full lustre. His disposition so wins on all

Con. He, indeed, Appointed to attend him, that they are

At no part does take from it, but becomes Rivals even in the coarsest office, who

s partner of his cares, and eases him, Shall get precedency to do him service; With willing shoulders, of a burthen, which Which they esteem a greater happiness

He should alone sustain. Than if they had been fashioned and built up Car. Is he

yet married? To hold command o'er others.

Con. No, signior; still a batchelor; howe'er, Con. And what place

It is apparent, that the choicest virgin : Does he now bless with his presence ?

For beauty, bravery, and wealth, in Florence, Car. Ile is now

Would, with her parents' glad consent, be won Running at the ring, at which he's excellent, (Were his affection and intent but known) He does allot for every exercise

To be at his devotion. A several hour; for sloth, the nurse of vices Car. So I think too. And rust of action, is a stranger to him.

Enter GIOVANNI and CALANDRINO. But I fear I am tedious; let us pass, If you please, to some other subject, though I But break we off. Here comes my princely cannot

charge. Deliver him as he deserves.

Make your approaches boldly; you will find Con. You have given hiin

A courteous entertainment. A noble character.

Giov. Pray you, forbear Car. And how, I pray you,

My band, good signior; 'tis a ceremony (For we that never look beyond our villas

Not due to me. 'Tis fit we should embrac Must be inquisitive) are state affairs

With mutual arms Carried in court?

Con. It is a favour, sir, Con. There's little alteration :

I grieve to be denied. Some rise, and others fall; as it stands with Giov. You shall overcome : The pleasure of the duke, their great dis- But 'tis your pleasure, not my pride, that grants poser.

it. Car. Does Lodovico Sanazarro hold

Nay, pray you, guardian, and good sir, put on : Weight and grace with him?

How ill it shews to have that reverend head Con. Every day new honours

Be uncovered to a boy! Are showered upon him, and without the envy

Car. Your excellence Of such as are good men; since all confess, Must give me liberty to observe the distance The service done our master, in his wars

And duty that I owe you. Against Pisa and Sienna, may, with justice,

Giov. Owe me duty ? Claim what's conferred upon him.

I do profess (and when I do deny it Car. 'Tis said nobly :

Good fortune leave ine), you have been to me For princes never more inake known their wis- A second father, and may justly challenge, dom

For training up my youth in arts and arms, Than when they cherish goodness, where they As much respect and service, as was due find it;

To him that gave me life. And did you know, They being inen, and not gods, Contarino,

sir, They can give wealth and cities, but no virtues ; Or will believe from me, how many sleeps

for it,

Good Charomonte hath broken, in his care For I do wish


all- -I know not how, To build me up a man, you must confess My toughness melts, and, spite of my discretion, Chiron, the tutor to the great Achilles,

I must turn woman. Compared with him, deserves not to be named. Con. What a sympathy And if my gracious uncle, the great duke, There is between them! Still holds me worthy his consideration,

Cal. Were I on the rack, Or finds in me aught worthy to be loved, I could not shed a tear.—But I am mad, That little rivulet flowed from this spring; And, ten to onc, shall hang myself for sorrow, And so from me report him.

Before I shift my shirt. But hear you, sir, Con. Fame already

I'll separate you: When you are gone, what Hath filled his highness' ears with the true story

will Of what you are, and how much bettered by him. Become of me? And 'tis his purpose to reward the travail

Giov. Why thou shalt to court with me. Of this grave sir, with a magnificent hand.

Cal. To see you worried ? For, though his tenderness hardly could consent Con. Worried, Calandrino ? To have you one hour absent from his sight, Cal. Yes, sir. For, bring this sweet face to For full three years he did deny himself

the court, The pleasure he took in you, that you, here, There will be such longing among the madams, From this great master, might arrive unto Who shall ingross it first, nay, fight and scratch The theory of those high mysteries Which you by action must make plain in court. That, if they be not stopped, for entertainment 'Tis, therefore, his request (and that, from him, They'll kiss his lips off. Nay, if you'll scape so, Your excellence must grant a strict command), And not be tempted to a farther danger, That instantly (it being not five hours riding) These succubæ are so sharp set, that you must You should take horse, and visit him. These his Give out you are an eunuch. letters

Con. Have a better Will yield you further reasons.

Opinion of court-ladies, and take care Cal. To the court?

Of your own stake. Farewell the flower, then, of the country's gar- Čal. For my stake, 'tis past caring; land!

I would not have a bird of unclean feathers This is our sun, and, when he's set, we must not Handsel bis lime-twig--and so much for hiin: Expect or spring or summer; but resolve There's something else that troubles me. For a perpetual winter.

Con. What's that? Car. Pray you observe

Cal. Why, how to behave myself in court, and [GIOVANNI reading the letter. tightly. The frequent changes in his face.

I have been told the very place transforms men, Con. As if

And that not one of a thousand, that, before, His much unwillingness to leave your house Lived honestly in the country, on plain sallads, Contended with his duty.

But bring him thither, mark me that, and feed Car. Now he appears

him Collected and resolved

But a month or two with custards and court Giod. It is the duke !

cake-bread, The duke, upon whose favour all my hopes And he turns knave immediately. I would be And fortunes do depend. Nor must I check

honest; At his conimands, for any private motives But I must follow the fashion, or die a beggar. That do invite my stay here, though they are Giov. And, if I ever reach my hopes, believe Almost not to be mastered. My obedience,

it In my departing suddenly, shall confirm

We will share fortunes. I ain his highness's creature. Yet, I hope

Car. This acknowledgment
A little stay, to take a solemo farewell

Enter LYDIA.
For all those ravishing pleasures I have tasted
In this my sweet retirement from my guardian,

Binds me your
debtor ever.

Here comes one,
And his incomparable daughter, cannot meet In whose sad looks you may easily read
An ill construction?

What her heart suffers, in that she is forced Con. I will answer that;

To take her last leave of you. Use your own will.

Con. As I live, Gioo. I would speak to you, sir,

A beauty without parallel. In such a phrase as might express the thanks

Lyd. Must you go, then, My heart would gladly pay; but

So suddenly? Car. I conceive you :

Giov. There's no evasion, Lydia, And something I would say; but I must do it To gain the least delay, though I would by its In that dumb rhetoric which you make use of; At any rate. Greatness, with private men VOL. II.


Esteemed a blessing, is to me a curse ;

Will be benighted. And we, whom, for our high births, they con- Giov. This kiss, bathed in tears, clude

May learn you what I should say.
The only free men, are the only slaves.

Lyd. Give me leave
Happy the golden mean! had I been born To wait on you to your horse. -
In a poor sordid cottage, not nursed up

Car. And me to bring you
With expectation to command a court,

To the one half of your journey.
I might, like such of your condition, sweetest, Giov. Your love puts
Have took a safe and middle course, and not, Your age to too much trouble.
As I am now, against my choice compelled, Car. I grow young,
Or to lie grovelling on the earth, or raised When most I serve you.
So high upon the pinnacles of state,

Con. Sir, the duke shall thank you. (E.reunt.
That I must either keep my height with danger,
Or fall with certain ruin.

Lyd. Your own goodness
Will be your faithful guard.


petition. Con. So passionate?

Alph. His highness cannot take it ill. i Giov. For, had I been your equal,

Hip. However,
I might have seen and liked with mine own eyes, We, with our duties, shall express our care
And not, as now, with other's; I might still, For the safety of his dukedom.
And without observation or envy,

Hier. And our loves
As I have done, continued my delights
With you, that are alone, in my esteem,

Enter Cozimo, the Duke.
The abstract of society : We might walk

To his person.

Here he comes: Present it In solitary groves, or in choice gardens;

boldly. From the variety of curious flowers

Coz. What needs this form? We are not Contemplate Nature's workmanship and won- grown so proud ders;

As to disdain familiar conference
And then, for change, near to the murmur of With such as are to counsel and direct us.
Some bubbling fountain, I might hear

This kind of adoration shewed not well
And, from the well-tuned accents of your tongue, In the old Roman emperors, who, forgetting
In my imagination conceive

That they were flesh and blood, would be styled Withi what melodious harmony a quire

gods : Of angels siny, above, their maker's praises. In us to suffer it, were worse. Pray you, rise. And then, with chaste discourse, as we returned, Still the old suit? With too much curiousness Imp feathers to the broken wings of time;

[Reads. And all this I must part from!

You have too often searched this wound, which Con. You forget

yields The haste imposed upon us.

Security and rest, not trouble to me.
Giov. One word more,

For here you grieve, that my firm resolution
And, then, I come. And, after this, when with Continues me a widower; and that
Continued innocence of love and service, My want of issue to succeed me in
I had grown ripe for hymeneal joys,

My government, when I am dead, may breed Embracing you, but with a lawful flame, Distraction in the state, and make the name I might have been your husband !

And family of the Medicis, now admired, Lyd. Sir, I was,

Contemptible. And ever am, your servant; but it was,

Hip. And, with strong reasons, sir. And 'tis, far from me, in a thought, to cherish Alph. For, were you old, and past hope to beSuch sancy hopes. If I had been the heir

get Of all the globes and sceptres mankind bows to, The model of yourself, we should be silent. At my best you had deserved me; as I am, Hier. But, being in your height and pride of Hlowe'er unworthy, in my virgin zeal

years, I wish you, as a partner of your bed,

As you are now, great sir, and having too A princess equal to you; such a one

In your possession the daughter of That may make it the study of her life,

The deceased duke of Urbin, and his heir, With all the obedience of a wife, to please you. Whose guardian you are made, were you but May you have happy issue, and I live

pleased To be their humblest handmaid.

To think her worthy of you, besides children, Giop. I am dumb,

The dukedom she brings with her for a dower, And can make no reply.

Will yield a large increase of strength and power Con. Your excellence

To these fair territories, which already

you sing,

Acknowledge you their absolute lord.

The service I should pay.
Coz. You press us

Coz. Thou art too modest;
With solid arguments, we grant; and, though But we will study how to give, and when,
We stand not bound to yield account to any,
Why we do this or that (the full consent

Of our subjects being included in our will),
We, out of our free bounties, will deliver

Before it be demanded. Giovanni !
The motives that divert us. You well know, My nephew! Let me eye thee better, boy.
That three years since, to our much grief, we In thee, methinks, my sister lives again:

For her love I will be a father to thee,
Our dutchess ; such a dutchess, that the world, For thou art my adopted son.
In her whole course of life, yields not a lady Giov. Your servant,
That can, with imitation, deserve

And humblest subject.
To be her second. In her grave we buried Coz. Thy hard travel, nephew,
All thoughts of women: Let this satisfy Requires soft rest; and, therefore, we forbear,
For any second marriage. Now, whereas For the present, an account how thou hast spent
You name the heir of Urbin, as a princess Thy absent hours. See, signiors, see, our care,
Of great revenues, 'tis confessed she is so : Without a second bed, provides you of
But for some causes, private to ourself,

A hopeful prince ! Carry him to his lodgings, We have disposed her otherwise. Yet despair And, for his farther honour, Sanazarro, not;

With the rest, do you attend him.
For you, ere long, with joy, shall understand, Giov. All true pleasures
Thai, in our princely care, we have provided Circle your highness.
One worthy to succeed us.

San. As the rising sun,
Hip. We submit,

We do receive you, And hold the counsels of great Cozimo

Giov. May this never set, Oraculous.

But shine upon you ever.


Coz. My Sanazarro—Nay,

Coz. Contarino !
Forbear all ceremony. You look sprightly, friend, Con. My gracious lord.
And promise, in your clear aspect, some novel Coz. What entertainment found you
That may delight us.

From Carolo de Charamonte?
San. O sir, I would not be

Con. Free
The harbinger of aught that might distaste you. And bountiful. He's ever like himself,
And, therefore, know (for 'twere a sin to torture Noble and hospitable.
Your highness' expectation) your vice-adıniral, Coz. But did my nephew
By my directions, hath surprised the gallies Depart thence willingly?
Appointed to transport the Asian tribute

Con. He obeyed your summons
Of the great Tork; a richer prize was never As did become him. Yet, it was apparent,
Brought into Florence.

But that he durst not cross your will, he would Coz. Still my nightingale,

Have sojourned longer there, he ever finding That with sweet accents dost assure me, that Variety of sweetest entertainment. My spring of happiness comes fast upon me. But there was something else; nor can I blame Embrace me boldly. I pronounce that wretch His youth, though with some trouble he took An enemy to brave and thriving action,

leave That dares believe, but in a thought, we are Of such a sweet companion. Too prodigal in our favours to this man,

Caz. Who was it? Whose merits, though with him we should divide Con. The daughter, sir, of Signior Carolo, Our dukedom, still continue us his debtor, Fair Lydia, a virgin at all parts, Hip. 'Tis far from me.

But in her birth and fortunes, equal to him. Alph. We all applaud it.

The rarest beauties Italy can boast of Coz. Nay, blush not, Sanazarro; we are proud Are but mere shadows to her, she the substance Of what we build up in thee; nor can our Of all perfection. And, what increases Election be disparaged, since we have not The wonder, sir, her body's matchless form Received into our bosom and our grace

Is bettered by the pureness of her soul; A glorious lazy drone, grown fat with feeding Such sweet discourse, such ravishing behaviour, On other's toil, but an industrious bee,

Such charming language, such enchanting man, That crops the sweet flowers of our enemies,

ners, And every happy evening returns

With a simplicity that shames all courtship, Loaden with was and honey to our hive. Flow hourly from her, that I do believe

Sun. My best endeavours never can discharge Had Circe, or Calypso, her sweet graces,

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