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Scene III THE SW/SSER

There are not more a the same tribe? The Greatest

Liue but in feare when they offend : beleeue it, Sir, 105

1 will bring you peace within.

King. A goodly Marriage!

A thing of no birth, Quallity, nor fortune, A Mountaine Swissers Daughter!

Andru. Shee is not. Hee disc oners.

King. Aribert !

Andni. Hopeles of Pardon I present my selfe Vnto your Mercy; y'haue vndone the daughter no

Now take the fathers life.

King. Is this Eugenia?

Andrii. It is the poore Eugenia.

King. My first Loue.

Where were my sences that I knew thee not ?

Ariol. And to take of the blemish from Lord Aribert, We're all as guilty as hee.

King. How ?

Ariol. Not to hurt you. 115

Your Sister's in the Plott. [Kneeling.] We all beg Pardon.

King. You haue it; rise! And pray, vnfold this Ridle.

Ariol. The Loue betwixt your Sister and mee being firme, And a iust temper hauing brought our Reason To a more due Consideration; 120

Weighing your Noblenes; that heat of youth More then a settled mischeife had giuen fire To this erruption; wee deuis'd this Plott

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To make all whole agen. That Aribert

By his attempt vpon you should demonstrate 125

How dangerously open great men lye

Vnto Reuenge, that haue done Iniurie.

The Vertuous Princesse vrg'd by my perswasion

(Though much against her Mind) was to persue mee

With strong affection.

Fano. My part was the hardest. 130

Ariol And I to hold of till this iniur'd Lady Should be restor'd agen, which wee conceiu'd Wo'd bee, when you did know it was Eugenia.

King. Why did you vse such Circumstance to that Which I desir'd aboue my Life? Eugenia! 135

I haue my Wish.

Ejiri. I am your humble Vassaile.

King. Thou hast bene cruell to mee long, Eugenia.

Euri. I doe confesse it, Sir, I lou'd Arioldus Aboue all title; 'twas my stubborne fate then. But Heauen will haue it otherwise.

King. I am 140

Aforehand with him now indeed. And Aribert, Thy Banishment proceeded from thy daughters harshnes; But wee are all pleas'd now, M'thinks I am lighter; Ther was a heauynes vpon my Breast

Which I haue shakt of; when the Newes was brought mee 145 Of Alcidonus and Selinas deathes, Me thought all round about mee threatned nothing

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