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They shall defie him, And to his face: why doe not ye raise the Burgers And draw up the new Companies? Enter Leidenberge? Leid. Away, good women! This is no sport for you: goe, cheere your husbands And bid 'em stand now bravely for their liberties. Arnam and Roterdam and all about us Have yeilded him obedience; all the new Companies Purgd and disarmd.
No, Sir; want of dutie: But I will make that tongue give him the lye That said soe, drunck or sober; take my word for't. Your Compaine is cast: you had best complaine To your Great Generall, and see if he Can of himself maintaine you, Come, Modes-bargen. Leid. I am sorry for you, Captaine, but take comfort: I love a Soldier, and all I can doe To make you what you were, shall labour for you.
We know your oild tongue; and your rethorique Will hardly work on us that are acquainted With what faire language your ill purposes Are ever cloathd, nor ever wilbe won To undervalue him whose least fam'd service Scornes to be put in ballance with the best Of all your Counsailes; and for his faith, O heaven! It do's as far transcend yours in your praires As light do's darkness. Leid.
Now heaven blesse me. O me, O me! Leid. He dreames and starts with frightings. I bleed apace but cannot fall: tis here; This will make wider roome. Sleep, gentle Child, And do not looke upon thy bloody father, Nor more remember him then fitts thy fortune. Now shoot your spightes, now clap on all your councells; Here is a constant frend will not betray me.
Not one hope To bring me of? nothing reservd to cleere me From this cold Ignoraunce? Bar. But one way left, But that thy base feare dares not let thee look on; And that way will I take, though it seeme steepe And every step stuck with affrights and horrours, Yet on the end hangs smyling peace and honour, And I will on. Leid. Propound and take me with ye. Bar.
Odd's sacrament! a meere trick to betray us. Vand. We can discover none behind. Leid. A trick: Those English are the men borne to undooe us. Enter Messenger. Mess. Arme, arme, and now stand to your ancient freedoms! Three troope of horse, ten Companies of foote Are enterd now the Port. Leid. I told ye, Gentlemen. Mess.
I like it. Lords. We are all of your opinion. Or. Bring in Leidenberch. Enter Leidenberch, Boy, Guard. Boy. Doe all theis, father, wayt on you? Leid. Yes, Boy. Boy. Indeed I doe not like their Countenaunces; They looke as if they meant you litle good. Pray you, put them away. Leid. Alas, poore inocent, It is for thee I suffer; for my self I have set up my rest. Or.
Giles. I am put to a non plus: Speake mine Here Secretarie. Leid.
What now I speake Againe ile speake alowd; let who will tell it, I never will fly from it. Hog. What you purpose I will not fly from. Gro. Back you then to Leyden, Ile keep at Roterdam: there if he fetch me Ile nere repent whatever can fall on me. Enter Leidenberch & Boy. Boy. Leid. No, my Boy, not yet. Boy. 'Tis late and I grow sleepie. Leid. Goe to bed then, For I must wryte, my Childe. Boy.
And for the honour of the Court. Vand. Goe on; You have my voice. Bre. And mine; yet wee'll proceed As judgement shall direct us. Vand. 'Tis my purpose. Bar. In this disgrace I have one foote on his neck; Ere long Ile set the other on his head And sinck him to the Center. Leid. Looke to the dores there. Enter Pr. of Orange, Gra: William, Collonells & Captaines. Or.
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