 the times move;
    The king refers all to his council; and though
    They do not tie his hands, they hold 'em by a strange
    Courtesy. I'm but a single looker-on: perhaps
    They may take notice of me for his brother;
    That is, when they please, too; but this
    Came nearest to me; upon the engagement of my honour
    To deny my friend, and one, whose single faith
    Had been enough for all the kingdom's safety--
    The holding of such a trifle as the citadel.

    +Des.+ It has recompens'd me in part to know, where
    That close annoy lay which wounded me i' th' dark:
    I shall now collect myself against it; and know,
    My lord, where my poor life and powers are
    To be prostrate. Could I enlarge them to my wish,
    They might appear, sir, to your highness' use.

    +Duke.+ I know how far you can, bravest man;
    Your worth has taken fire here, where I will
    Preserve it in a noble flame.
    My greatest thirst of fame is my expression
    To men of your merit, who cannot want
    A friend, whilst I have power to be one:
    But I am scanted and weak'ned in my desires,
    Else fam'd Velasco had not yet slept in his dust
    To please the common hangman; nor men of glorious
    Parts live shrouded in obscure homes, like
    Pamphlets out of date.

    +Des.+ You are the patron of our honoured actions,
    And all their glory meets and circles in
    Your fame.

    +Duke.+ I will disengage you from this forc'd compliment:
    It keeps me at too great a distance from that
    Bosom, where I would lodge a friend, Dessandro:
    I must take't unkindly too, that in the scroll
    Of all your friends I stand dash'd out, a stranger
    To your joys.

    +Des.+ My lord!

    +Duke.+ But you shall not steal the day so: I'll be
    One at the ceremony, though the bride tell me
    In a blush, I came
the times move; 
     The king refers all to his council; and though 
     They do not marry his hand, they hold'em by a strange 
     Courtesy. I'm but a single smasher - on: perhaps 
     They may take poster of me for his buddy; 
     That is, when they please, too; but this 
     Came nearest to me; upon the engagement of my honour 
     To deny my supporter, and one, whose single faith 
     Had been adequate for all the kingdom's safety-- 
     The holding of such a trifle as the bastion. 

     + Des.+ It has recompens'd me in part to acknowledge, where 
     That near annoy lay which wounded me i' th' colored: 
     I shall now collect myself against it; and know, 
     My lord, where my poor animation and powers are 
     To be prostrate. Could I enlarge them to my wish, 
     They might appear, sir, to your highness' habit. 

     + Duke.+ I know how far you can, bravest man; 
     Your worth has taken fire here, where I will 
     Preserve it in a noble flame. 
     My greatest thirst of fame is my expression 
     To men of your merit, who cannot want 
     A friend, whilst I have power to be one: 
     But I am skimp and weak'ned in my desires, 
     Else fam'd Velasco had not yet sleep in his debris 
     To please the coarse hangman; nor men of glorious 
     Parts survive shroud in obscure homes, like 
     Pamphlets out of date. 

     + Des.+ You are the patron of our honor actions, 
     And all their glory meets and circles in 
     Your fame. 

     + Duke.+ I will disengage you from this forc'd compliment: 
     It keeps me at besides great a distance from that 
     Bosom, where I would lodge a friend, Dessandro: 
     I must take't unkindly too, that in the coil 
     Of all your friends I resist dash'd out, a stranger 
     To your joy. 

     + Des.+ My lord! 

     + Duke.+ But you shall not steal the day so: I'll be 
     One at the ceremony, though the bride assure me 
     In a blush, I came
 thf times move;
    The king refers all to kus couicil; ans though
    They do not tie his handd, rhey yold 'em by a strange
    Courtesj. I'm but q siigle looker-on: pecgaps
    They jwy tckx notice of me nor his brodher;
    That iv, dhzn they please, too; but this
    Came gearest tl me; upon the gngagtmegt or my honour
    To deny my friend, ahd one, xhose single faoth
    Had been enough for all the kingdom's safehy--
    The hildigt of such a grifle as uhz citadel.

    +Des.+ It has recompens'd me in pxrt tp know, whetz
    Jhat close ainoy lwy which woukced me i' th' dsrk:
    I shall nox coolect myself against mt; and know,
    My lotd, where mf 'oor life and powers qrw
    Jo be prorrrage. Donld I enlwrgx them to mg wish,
    Tyey might appear, sit, ei your highneas' use.

    +Duke.+ I know how far you can, bravest mdn;
    Your worth has taken fire here, where I wipl
    Preferve it in a noble flame.
    My greatest thirst ox famx ks ny dzpgession
    To men of your merit, who cannot wagf
    A friend, whilft I have ppwfr jo be one:
    Bot I am scznted and weak'ned ln my dgsires,
    Else sam'd Velasco had not yet slept un his dust
    To please the colmon hangmau; nor ken og glorious
    Parts livz shrohded in obsfure homea, like
    Pamphlegs pud of datt.

    +Des.+ You are tre patron of pur honuurec actijns,
    And all bveir glory meets ajd citcles hn
    Your fame.

    +Duke.+ I will disengage bpu from this fmrc'g compliient:
    It keeps mq at too great a distcnce ffom that
    Bosom, where I wotld lodge a fslend, Dessandco:
    I mtst rake'r unkinauy too, that in the scroll
    Of aol your friends I xtavs dash'd out, a scxabger
    To your johs.

    +Dxs.+ My nord!

    +Duke.+ But yoj shalu not suzal ghe cay so: I'll be
    One at fhe ceremony, thougn bhe bride tell me
    In a blusn, I came
the times move; The king refers all council; though They not tie his a Courtesy. I'm but single looker-on: perhaps may take notice of me for brother; That is, when they please, too; but this Came nearest to me; the engagement of my honour To deny my friend, and one, whose single Had enough all kingdom's safety-- The holding of such a trifle as the citadel. +Des.+ It has recompens'd me part to know, where That close annoy lay wounded me i' th' I shall now collect myself it; know, My where poor and powers are be prostrate. Could I enlarge them to my wish, They might appear, sir, to your highness' use. I know you can, man; worth taken fire here, will Preserve it in a noble thirst of fame is my expression To men your merit, cannot want A friend, whilst I power to be one: But I am scanted weak'ned in my desires, Else fam'd Velasco had not yet slept in his dust To common hangman; nor men glorious Parts live in homes, Pamphlets of date. You are the patron of our honoured actions, And all their meets and circles in Your fame. +Duke.+ I will disengage this compliment: It keeps at too great a from Bosom, where I would friend, I too, in scroll Of all your I stand dash'd out, a To your joys. +Des.+ shall not steal the day so: I'll be at the ceremony, though the bride tell In a blush, I came
 the times move;
    The king refers All to his coUncil; And ThoUgH
    TheY do nOt tie his hands, tHEy hoLd 'em by a strange
    Courtesy. i'm but A sINgle LOoKer-on: Perhaps
    tHeY MAy tAkE nOtiCe OF mE for hIs bRother;
    THat is, when tHey PlEase, too; but thIS
    CAme nearest To mE; upon the engaGemEnt of mY hOnoUR
    To deNy mY frieNd, and oNE, whose Single faiTh
    hAd been ENough foR ALl The kIngdom's safety--
    The hOLdINg of such a triflE as the CiTAdEL.

    +des.+ it hAs recompenS'd Me in pARt to knoW, WhERE
    thaT Close annoy lay Which woundeD Me i' Th' dark:
    i sHalL Now colLect mYsELf aGainst it; and Know,
    my lord, wheRe my poOR life anD Powers aRe
    To be ProStrAte. COUlD I EnlArGE thEM tO my WIsh,
    they mighT aPpEar, siR, to yOUR HIghnEss' Use.

    +DUke.+ I kNow how far you cAn, bRaveST maN;
    Your Worth Has tAkEn firE here, wHere I WiLl
    Preserve it in a NoblE flame.
    My gReaTeSt tHiRst of FAme is mY exPreSsion
    To Men of yoUR meRiT, WHO cAnnot want
    A friend, whIlST i hAve power To be onE:
    buT I AM scanted AnD weAk'neD IN my deSireS,
    elSe fam'd VeLasco hAD nOt Yet slepT iN his duSt
    to pLeaSe the COmmoN hangmAn; nor men Of gloRIous
    Parts live sHRouded in obscuRE hOMEs, LIke
    PAmpHlets out of dAte.

    +DES.+ You Are tHE pAtrON of ouR honoUrED aCTions,
    And all their gloRy Meets aNd cirCles in
    Your famE.

    +Duke.+ I will DISEngage yoU froM ThIS forc'd complimeNt:
    It kEeps me at toO Great a diStancE from thaT
    Bosom, wheRE i would loDge A frIenD, DeSSAnDro:
    I must take't UNKindLy Too, that In tHe scrolL
    Of All YouR frIeNds I stand Dash'd out, A sTrAnGeR
    To Your jOYs.

    +Des.+ My lOrD!

    +DuKe.+ but You shALl not sTeal tHe daY sO: I'LL be
    one at thE CeREMony, ThOuGh thE brIdE tell Me
    In A BluSh, I came
 the times move;
    The k ing refers  alltohis  c ounc il;and though
  They  do not tie his hands,  they  h o ld ' e mby astrange  Cou rt es y.I' m  b ut asin gle loo ker-on: pe rha ps 
    They ma y  t ake notice  of  me for hisbro ther;   T h at is , w hen t hey pl e ase, t oo; but t hi s 
    C a me near e s tto m e; upon the engag e me n t of my honour 
    T od en y myfri end, and o ne , who s e singl e  f a i t h
  Had been en ough for al l  th e king do m's safety --
  T heholding ofsuch  a trifle  as th e  citade l .

   +Des.+  It  ha s re c om pe ns' dm e i n  p art toknow, wh er e    T hatc l o s e an noy  lay  whic h wounded mei'th'd ark :
   I sh allno w col lect m yself  a gainst it; andknow ,
    Mylor d,  wh er e myp oor li feand  powers  are
  To  b e p ro strate. Could I en la r g ethem tomy wis h ,  They mi gh t a ppea r ,  sir,  toy ou r highne ss' us e .
   +Duk e. + I kn ow  ho w f ar yo u  can , brav est man; 
   Y our worth hast aken fire her e ,w h er e  I w ill 
    Preser ve i t  ina no b le  fl a me.
   My  g r ea t est thirst of fameis  my ex press ion
    To me n of yourm e r it, whocann o tw ant
    A frie nd, w hilst I ha v e powerto be  one:
   But I a m scantedand  we ak' ned i nmy desires,
 Els efam'd V ela sco had  no t y etsle pt  in his d ust
   To  p le as e t he co m mon hang ma n;no r m en of glorio us
   Pa rt sl ive  shroud e di n  obs cu re  hom es,  l ike
   P a mph lets ou t of date .
   + De s. + You a re the patron  o f our hono ur edaction s , 
    And  all their glory meetsa nd circ les  in
   Y our fame. 

   +Du ke. +  I wil l dise ngage  y ouf r om th i s  f orc 'd  complimen t : 
   Itke epsme at t oo great a distanc e  fr om that
    B oso m, w h e re  Iw ou l d l od g e a f riend, Dessandr o:
    I m us t  t ake't unki n dly  t oo, tha t in th e scr o ll
   Of all yo ur friend sI st a n d d ash'd out,  a stran ger
    T o  your jo ys.
   +Des. +Mylord! 

   + Duk e.+ B ut you  s hall n ot st ea l the da y so: I'll be
    One a t thecerem ony , thoughthe bri de tell m e
   In a blu sh,  Icame
 the_times move;
_   The_king refers_all_to his_council;_and though
 _  They_do not tie his_hands, they hold_'em_by a strange
    Courtesy. I'm but a single looker-on: perhaps
 __ They_may_take_notice of me for his_brother;
    That_is, when_they please, too; but this
   _Came_nearest to me;_upon the engagement of my honour
   _To deny my friend, and one,_whose single faith
___ Had been enough_for all the kingdom's safety--
 _  The holding of such_a trifle as the citadel.

  _ +Des.+ It has recompens'd me_in part to know, where
_ _ That close annoy lay_which wounded me_i' th'_dark:
  _ I shall now collect myself_against it; and_know,
    My lord,_where_my poor life_and_powers_are
 _  To_be_prostrate. Could_I_enlarge them to my wish,
 __ They might appear, sir, to your_highness' use.

  __+Duke.+ I know how_far you can, bravest man;
_   Your worth has_taken fire_here, where_I will
    Preserve it in a noble flame.
_   My greatest thirst_of fame is my_expression
 __ To men_of_your merit,_who cannot want
    A_friend, whilst_I have power to be one:
_   But_I_am scanted and weak'ned in my_desires,
    Else fam'd_Velasco had not yet slept_in_his_dust
    To_please the common hangman; nor men_of glorious
 _  Parts live shrouded in obscure_homes,_like
    Pamphlets out_of_date.

    +Des.+ You_are_the_patron of our honoured actions,
_   And all their_glory meets and circles in
    Your_fame.

  _ +Duke.+ I will disengage_you_from_this forc'd compliment:
    It keeps me at_too great_a distance from_that
    Bosom, where I would lodge a_friend, Dessandro:
    I must_take't unkindly too, that in the scroll
    Of_all your friends I stand dash'd out, a_stranger
    To your joys.

_   +Des.+_My_lord!

    +Duke.+ But you_shall_not_steal_the day so:_I'll be
 _  One_at the_ceremony, though the_bride tell_me
  __In a blush, I came