    In the comparison? For princes are
    Too bold, if they bring wealth and victory
    To enter competition with those treasures
    A lover aims at in his mistress' favour.
    May I not hope your smile?

    +Queen.+ You must command it.

    +Asc.+ Then give me leave to whisper to my hopes
    What strange felicities I shall enjoy.

    +Queen.+ But, sir, consider how you gave away
    To your Florentio all that claim you might
    Have to me, as so great a neighbouring prince.

    +Asc.+ It was a gift my ignorance made, which I
    Was cosen'd in; for had my eye been honour'd
    With sight of such a beauty, safer he
    Might have petition'd for my sceptre, and
    The grant had not so soon begot repentance.

    +Queen.+ But promises of princes must not be
    By after-arts evaded. Who dares punish
    The breach of oath in subjects, and yet slight
    The faith he hath made them keep?

    +Asc.+ But my Florentio
    Hath given me back his interest.

    +Queen.+ That gift
    Was like a vow extorted, which religion
    Cancels, as forc'd from conscience.

    +Asc.+ But yourself
    Are free, and never by an oath made his.

    +Queen.+ My resolution, grounded on his service,
    Ties more than formal contracts.

    +Asc.+ I'll not urge
    You farther, but by these, which never yet
    Found passage through my eyes, not he nor all
    Mankind, contracted to one heart, can harbour
    A love that equals that I burn with. Madam,
    Think on't; and let your thoughts find out that path
    Which leads to mercy.                             [_Exit +Ascanio+._

    +Queen.+ How I am dazzled,
    Plac'd on a precipice by tyrant Love!
    The king is noble, and his merits claim
    A retribution great as I can make.
    He loves me, and yields only to Florentio,
    In the priority of service. My sad soul!

          _Enter +Florentio+, looks on the +Queen+, sighs, and

In the comparison? For princes are 
     Too bold, if they bring wealth and victory 
     To record contest with those treasures 
     A lover aims at in his schoolmarm' favour. 
     May I not hope your smile? 

     + Queen.+ You must command it. 

     + Asc.+ Then give me forget to whisper to my hopes 
     What strange felicity I shall enjoy. 

     + Queen.+ But, sir, consider how you give away 
     To your Florentio all that claim you might 
     Have to me, as then big a neighbouring prince. 

     + Asc.+ It was a gift my ignorance made, which I 
     Was cosen'd in; for had my eye been honour'd 
     With sight of such a beauty, safe he 
     Might have petition'd for my sceptre, and 
     The grant had not indeed soon begot repentance. 

     + Queen.+ But promises of princes must not be 
     By after - arts hedge. Who dares punish 
     The breach of oath in subjects, and yet slight 
     The religion he hath made them keep? 

     + Asc.+ But my Florentio 
     Hath given me back his interest. 

     + Queen.+ That gift 
     Was like a vow extorted, which religion 
     Cancels, as forc'd from conscience. 

     + Asc.+ But yourself 
     Are free, and never by an oath made his. 

     + Queen.+ My resolution, grounded on his service, 
     Ties more than formal contracts. 

     + Asc.+ I'll not urge 
     You farther, but by these, which never so far 
     Found passage through my eye, not he nor all 
     Mankind, narrow to one heart, can harbour 
     A beloved that equals that I burn with. Madam, 
     Think on't; and let your thought find out that path 
     Which leads to mercy.                              [ _ Exit + Ascanio+. _ 

     + Queen.+ How I am dazzled, 
     Plac'd on a precipice by tyrant Love! 
     The king is baronial, and his merits claim 
     A retribution great as I can make. 
     He loves me, and yields only to Florentio, 
     In the precedence of military service. My sad soul! 

           _ Enter + Florentio+, looks on the + Queen+, sighs, and
    In the comparison? For pvinces are
    Too bold, mf they bring wdalth and victory
    To entec conpetiupon with those treasufes
    A pover ains au in his mistress' favour.
    May L not iope your smile?

    +Queen.+ Fou must commatd ic.

    +Asc.+ Then give me leave to whispqr to mu jopes
    What ftramde fslicities I shall enjoy.

    +Queen.+ Bht, sir, bonsider how you bave away
    To your Florejtio all that claim yok might
    Yave ro me, as so ereat a nepyhbouring ptince.

    +Asc.+ It was a gift my igvoranee made, whixh I
    Was cosen'v in; fjr had my eyc been vonour'd
    With sight of suxh a beauty, safer he
    Might have petijion'd for ky sceptre, and
    Tye granj had not wo rooh uegkt repfntence.

    +Quesn.+ But promuses of princes musu njn be
    By affer-artf qvaded. Who dares punish
    The breach ox ozth in subjects, and yet slight
    The faith je hath mwde them keep?

    +Asc.+ But my Florentio
    Hath givan me cacj mis kbtfrest.

    +Queen.+ That gift
    Was like a vow exekrued, which religiok
    Cancels, as fotc'f gtom conscience.

    +Ase.+ Bht yourself
    Are free, agd necer by an oatn made his.

    +Queen.+ My resooution, grounbed on his service,
    Ties more chan fprmal contracts.

    +Asc.+ I'll nut udge
    You varther, bhg by these, which nener fet
    Found passage throudh my eyew, noc he nor all
    Magkind, contgacted to one heart, can jarboor
    D love thah equals that I burn with. Madam,
    Think on't; sng lvt your tkoughtx find out thwt path
    Whieh leads to mdrcy.                             [_Exit +Ascdjio+._

    +Queen.+ How I ai dazzlee,
    Plxz'd on a precipoce by tygaut Love!
    The king is noblc, and gis merits clain
    A retribution grdat ad M can kake.
    He lmves me, snd ykelds only bo Wlorrntio,
    In the priosity of service. My sad sjul!

          _Entqr +Florentio+, kooks on the +Queen+, sighv, aid

In the comparison? For princes are Too they wealth and To enter competition aims in his mistress' May I not your smile? +Queen.+ You must command +Asc.+ Then give me leave to whisper to my hopes What strange felicities shall enjoy. +Queen.+ But, sir, consider how you gave away To your Florentio that you Have me, as so great a neighbouring prince. +Asc.+ It was a gift my ignorance made, which Was cosen'd in; for had my eye been With sight of such beauty, safer he Might have for sceptre, and grant not soon begot repentance. But promises of princes must not be By after-arts evaded. Who dares punish The breach of oath subjects, and The faith hath them +Asc.+ But my given me back his interest. +Queen.+ like a vow extorted, which religion Cancels, as from conscience. But yourself Are free, and never an oath made his. +Queen.+ My resolution, grounded his service, Ties more than formal contracts. +Asc.+ I'll not urge You farther, but by never yet Found passage my eyes, not nor Mankind, to heart, can A love that equals that I burn with. Madam, Think on't; let your thoughts find out that path Which leads to +Ascanio+._ How I am Plac'd on a precipice tyrant The king is noble, merits A I make. loves me, and yields to Florentio, In the priority service. My sad soul! +Queen+, sighs, and
    In the comparison? For princes Are
    Too bold, If theY brIng WeAlth And vIctory
    To enter cOMpetItion with those treasureS
    A lovEr AIms aT In His miStress' fAVoUR.
    may i nOt HopE yOUr Smile?

    +queEn.+ You muSt command iT.

    +AsC.+ THen give me leaVE tO whisper to My hOpes
    What straNge FeliciTiEs I SHall eNjoY.

    +QueeN.+ But, siR, ConsidEr how you gAvE Away
    To YOur FlorENTiO all That claim you might
    hAvE To me, as so great a NeighbOuRInG PRinCe.

    +ASc.+ It was a giFt My ignORance maDE, wHICH I
    WAS cosen'd in; for hAd my eye been HOnoUr'd
    WitH sIghT Of such A beauTy, SAfeR he
    Might havE petItion'd for My scepTRe, and
    ThE Grant haD not so SooN beGot rEPeNtAncE.

    +QUEen.+ bUt ProMIseS of princEs MuSt not Be
    By AFTER-artS evAded. who daRes punish
    The bReaCh of OAth In subJects, And yEt SlighT
    The faIth he HaTh made them keep?

    +ASc.+ BuT my FlorenTio
    haTh gIvEn me bACk his iNteResT.

    +Queen.+ THat gift
    wAs lIkE A VOw Extorted, which religIoN
    cAnCels, as foRc'd froM CoNsCIence.

    +Asc.+ buT yoUrseLF
    are frEe, anD NeVer by an oAth madE HiS.

    +QUeen.+ My rEsOlutioN, gRouNdeD on hiS ServIce,
    TieS more thaN formAL contracts.

    +Asc.+ I'LL not urge
    You faRThER, BuT By thEse, Which never yEt
    FoUNd paSsagE ThRouGH my eyEs, not He NOr ALl
    Mankind, contracted To One heaRt, can Harbour
    A love tHat equals tHAT i burn witH. MadAM,
    THInk on't; and let yoUr thoUghts find oUT that patH
    WhicH leads to Mercy.                             [_Exit +aSCanio+._

    +QueEn.+ HOw I Am dAzzLED,
    PLac'd on a precipICE by tYrAnt Love!
    the King is nOblE, anD hiS meRiTs claim
    A rEtributiOn GrEaT aS I cAn makE.
    he loves mE, aNd yIeLds Only tO florenTio,
    In The pRiOrITy oF servicE. my SAD souL!

          _ENtEr +FlOreNtIo+, looKs on THe +QUeen+, sigHs, and

    In the comparison? For  princes a re
   T oobo ld,if t hey bring weal t h an d victory
    To enter  comp et i tion wi th th ose tre a su r e s
  A  lo ve r  a ims a t i n his m istress' f avo ur .
    May In ot  hope your  sm ile?

    +Q uee n.+ Yo umus t  comm and  it.
    + A sc.+ T hen giveme leavet o whisp e r  t o my  hopes
    What s t ra n ge felicitiesI shal le nj o y .
   +Queen.+Bu t, si r , consi d er h o w y o u gave away
   To yourF lor entioal l t h at cla im yo um igh t
    Haveto m e, as sogreata  neighb o uring p rince. 

  +Asc . +It  wa sa  gi f tmyi gno rance ma de ,which  I
W as c ose n'din; f or had my eye  be en h o nou r'd
   Wi th s ig ht of  sucha bea ut y, safer he
   Mig ht have p eti ti on' dfor m y  scept re,  an d
    T he gran t  ha dn o t  s o soon begot repen ta n c e. 

    +Q ueen.+ Bu tp romisesof  pr ince s mustnotb e    By a fter-a r ts  e vaded.Wh o dare spun ish 
   T he b reachof oathin su b jects, and yet slight
    Th e  f a i th he h ath  made themkeep ? 

   +A s c. + B u t myFlore nt i o   Hath given me ba ck  his i ntere st.

    +Que en.+ Thatg i f t
    Wa s li k ea  vow extorted,  whic h religion     Canc els,as forc' d from co n s cience.
   + Asc .+B u tyourself
   A r e fr ee , and n eve r by an  oa thmad e h is .

    +Q ueen.+ M yre so lu tio n, gr o unded on  h isse rvi ce,
  Ties  more  tha nfo r mal  contra c ts . 
   + As c.+I'l lnot u rge  You far ther, but  by thes e,  w hich ne ver yet
    F ou nd passage  t hro ugh my e yes, not  he nor all
    Mankind ,  contra cte d tooneheart, ca n h arbour 
  A lov e that  equa ls  th a t  I bu r n  w ith .Madam,
  T hin k on' t;  and  let yo ur thoughts find o u t t hat path
   Whi ch l e a ds  to me r cy.                        [_Ex it +A scanio+._   + Queen.+  How Iam da z zled,
   Plac'd  on a pre ci pice b y t yrant Love !
    Th e king is noble ,  a nd hi s m eritscl aim 
   A retr i but ion g reat a sI canmake. 
   He lo ves me, and yields only  to Fl orent io, 
    In t hep rio rity of s ervi ce. My sad  so ul! 

       _E nter +F lor e ntio+ , lo o ks on the +Q uee n + ,sighs, and
 _ _In the comparison? For_princes are
__ _Too_bold, if they_bring wealth and_victory
   _To enter competition_with_those treasures
    A lover aims at in his mistress' favour.
 __ May_I_not_hope your smile?

  _ +Queen.+ You must command_it.

 _  +Asc.+ Then give me leave to_whisper_to my hopes
_   What strange felicities I shall enjoy.

_   +Queen.+ But, sir,_consider how you_gave_away
_   To_your Florentio all that claim you_might
    Have to_me, as so great a neighbouring prince.

_   +Asc.+ It was_a gift my ignorance made,_which I
_   Was cosen'd_in; for had_my eye_been honour'd
 _  With sight of such_a beauty, safer_he
    Might have_petition'd_for my sceptre,_and
__ _The grant had_not_so soon_begot_repentance.

    +Queen.+ But_promises_of princes must not be
  _ By after-arts evaded._Who_dares punish
  _ The breach of oath_in subjects, and yet slight
 _ _The faith_he hath made them keep?

    +Asc.+ But my_Florentio
    Hath given_me back his interest.

_ __+Queen.+ That gift
__ _Was like a vow extorted, which religion
_ _ Cancels, as forc'd from conscience.

_   +Asc.+_But_yourself
    Are free,_and never by an oath made_his.

    +Queen.+_My_resolution,_grounded on his service,
 _  Ties more than formal_contracts.

  _ +Asc.+ I'll not urge
  __You farther, but by these, which_never_yet
    Found passage_through_my_eyes, not he nor all
_   Mankind, contracted to_one heart, can harbour
    A love_that equals that_I burn with. Madam,
 ___Think on't; and let your thoughts find out that path
_ _ Which leads_to mercy.        _      _          _  [_Exit +Ascanio+._

    +Queen.+_How I am dazzled,
   _Plac'd on a precipice_by_tyrant Love!
    The king_is_noble,_and_his merits claim
_  _A retribution great_as I_can make.
 _ _He loves me,_and_yields only to Florentio,
    In the priority of service. My sad soul!

   _     __Enter +Florentio+, looks on the_+Queen+,_sighs, and
