The Tragedy of
And should have heard of this, it would have put me
Into a cold sweat: In, in, i'll go sleepe,
Till I know who leapes my sister, i'll not stirre:
That knowne, i'll finde Scorpions to string my whips,
And fix her in a generall ecclipse. Exeunt.
ACTUS III. SCENA I.
Antonio, and Delio, Duchesse, Ferdinand, Bosola.
Ant.
Our noble friend (my most beloved Delio)
Oh, you have bin a stranger long at Court,
Came you along with the Lord Ferdinand?
Del.
I did Sir, and how faires your noble Duchesse?
Ant.
Right fortunately well: She's an excellent
Feeder of pedegrees: since you last saw her,
She hath had two children more, a sonne, and daughter.
Del.
Me thinkes 'twas yester-day: Let me but wincke,
And not behold your face, which to mine eye
Is somewhat leaner, verily I should dreame
It were within this halfe houre.
Ant.
You have not bin in Law, (friend Delio)
Nor in prison, nor a Suitor at the Court
Nor beg'd the reversion of some great mans place,
Nor troubled with an old wife, which doth make
Your time so inseucibly hasten.
Del.
'Pray Sir tell me,
Hath not this newes arriv'd yet to the eare,
Of the Lord Cardinall?
Ant.
I feare it hath,
The Lord Ferdinand, (that's newly come to Court,)
Doth beare himselfe right dangerously.
Del.
Pray why?
Ant.
He is so quiet, that he seemes to sleepe
The tempest out (as Dormise do in Winter,)
Those houses, that are haunted, are most still,
Till
