
    Had generous Chichon, to save his life,
    Play'd a sweet innocent lady such a trick,
    He would have pass'd but for a recreant knight;
    And much the more, she having shown herself
    So gallant as, to save her lady's honour,
    T' expose her own. Say, true Don Galor,[20] say,
    Were your part found in a romance or play,
    Whose character would it not dislustre?

    +Don Z.+ How soon a fool's bolt's shot without distinction?
    Of what's the mark! Thou censur'st without knowing,
    Who th' exposed lady is. Know, then, Chichon,
    And wonder! 'tis Elvira!--that Elvira
    For whom I sighed like to have sigh'd my last,
    On her score at Madrid--Don Pedro's daughter.

    +Chi.+ You raise enchanted castles in the air;
    But were it as you say, that makes the thing
    More inexcusable. You had been to blame
    T' have us'd a stranger so; but so t' have serv'd
    A lady[21] you had once profess'd to love,
    Raises the fault above all heightening.

    +Don Z.+ Nay, then, I see I must once play the fool,
    In answering a fool seriously.
    The things thou say'st are heightenings indeed,
    Not of my fault, but merit in the action,
    Towards my Blanca; since, to save her honour,
    I did not only sacrifice Elvira's,
    But thus expose mine own. Time may recover
    Elvira's fame, and mine this quickly shall.
                                      [_Clapping his hand on his sword._
    Here, take this letter, and employ your wit
    In finding out the means with secrecy
    To give it Don Fernando unobserv'd.
    I shall not stir from home, till I've his answer.

    +Chi.+ You found him, sir, a man of quick dispatch,
    In your last business with him at Madrid!      [_Exit +Don Zancho+._

    How honourable 'tis to serve a Don!
    What petty Basque on t'
Had generous Chichon, to save his life, 
     Play'd a sweet impeccant dame such a trick, 
     He would have pass'd but for a craven knight; 
     And much the more, she having show herself 
     So gallant as, to write her lady's honour, 
     thymine' expose her own. Say, on-key Don Galor,[20 ] say, 
     Were your part find oneself in a romance or play, 
     Whose character would it not dislustre? 

     + Don Z.+ How soon a fool's bolt's shot without differentiation? 
     Of what's the mark! Thou censur'st without knowing, 
     Who th' exposed dame is. Know, then, Chichon, 
     And wonder!' tis Elvira!--that Elvira 
     For whom I sighed like to have sigh'd my last, 
     On her mark at Madrid -- Don Pedro's daughter. 

     + Chi.+ You raise enchant castles in the air; 
     But were it as you say, that makes the thing 
     More inexcusable. You had been to blame 
     T' have us'd a stranger therefore; but so t' have serv'd 
     A lady[21 ] you had once profess'd to love, 
     Raises the fault above all heightening. 

     + Don Z.+ Nay, then, I see I must once play the fool, 
     In answering a fool seriously. 
     The things thou say'st are heightenings indeed, 
     Not of my fault, but merit in the action, 
     Towards my Blanca; since, to save her honor, 
     I did not only sacrifice Elvira's, 
     But thus disclose mine own. prison term may recover 
     Elvira's fame, and mine this quickly shall. 
                                       [ _ clap his hand on his sword. _ 
     Here, take this letter, and employ your wit 
     In line up out the means with secrecy 
     To give it Don Fernando unobserv'd. 
     I shall not stir from home, till I've his answer. 

     + Chi.+ You rule him, sir, a man of quick dispatch, 
     In your last business with him at Madrid!       [ _ Exit + Don Zancho+. _ 

     How honorable' tis to service a Don! 
     What petty Basque on t'

    Had generous Chichon, to save his life,
    Play'v a swest innocdnt lady such a trick,
    He xoule havt pass'd but for a rdcreant kjight;
    And nuch the more, she mcving dhowu ierself
    So gsllant as, do save her lagy'r konour,
    T' expose her own. Say, true Qon Galpr,[20] say,
    Were yjur kare fohnd in a romance or play,
    Whose dharacttr would it not dixlustre?

    +Don Z.+ How soon w foll's bolt's shot witjout distinxtiog?
    Of what's the mark! Uhmu censur'sj without knowing,
    Who th' expored lcdy is. Know, tyen, Whichon,
    End wogder! 'tis Elvlga!--that Alvira
    For whom I xigied oike to have sigh'd my last,
    On her scjre at Magrnd--Don Pedro's daughter.

    +Chi.+ You rairw evchznved castlfs mn the air;
    But were it as you say, that mwjes the thing
    Mowe inexcusable. You had been to blame
    T' habe us'd a stranger so; bur so t' have serv'd
    W lady[21] yot had once profess'd to love,
    Raises the fault atove elu htinmtenkbg.

    +Don Z.+ Nay, then, I see I must once play the ropl,
    In answerikg a fool seriouslu.
    Jhe things thoo say'st ars heightenings indfed,
    Got od my faulu, but merit in the action,
    Towqrds my Blanba; sunce, to save her hlnour,
    I bid noj only sacrifice Elvira's,
    Bbt thua expose mije own. Tijd may recover
    Elnira'v fame, and mine this quickjy shall.
                                      [_Clapping his hand ln hid vword._
    Hfre, take this letter, and employ your wit
    Im xinging out the keans with sesrecy
    To gire it Dou Fernxndo unobsvrv'd.
    I shall not ftir from homa, till I've hiv answer.

    +Xhi.+ Tou fouva him, sir, a mam of quick dispatch,
    In your last bmsinera with him at Mcbrud!      [_Exit +Dom Zxncro+._

    Rmw honourabla 'tir tu servd a Don!
    Chxt prtty Basque on t'
Had generous Chichon, to save his life, sweet lady such trick, He would recreant And much the she having shown So gallant as, to save her honour, T' expose her own. Say, true Don Galor,[20] say, Were your part in a romance or play, Whose character would it not dislustre? +Don Z.+ soon fool's shot distinction? Of what's the mark! Thou censur'st without knowing, Who th' exposed lady is. Know, then, And wonder! 'tis Elvira!--that Elvira For whom I like to have sigh'd last, On her score at Pedro's +Chi.+ You enchanted in air; But were as you say, that makes the thing More inexcusable. You had been to blame T' have us'd stranger so; t' have A you once profess'd to the fault above all heightening. +Don I see I must once play the fool, answering a seriously. The things thou say'st are indeed, Not of my fault, but merit in action, Towards my Blanca; since, to save her honour, I did not only sacrifice Elvira's, expose mine own. Time recover Elvira's fame, mine quickly [_Clapping hand on sword._ Here, take this letter, and employ your wit In finding the means with secrecy To give it Don Fernando unobserv'd. not from home, till his answer. +Chi.+ You him, a man of quick your business Madrid! +Don How honourable 'tis to a Don! What petty Basque t'

    Had generous Chichon, to save hIs life,
    Play'D a sweEt iNnoCeNt laDy suCh a trick,
    He woulD Have Pass'd but for a recreant knIght;
    ANd MUch tHE mOre, shE having SHoWN HerSeLf
    so gAlLAnT as, to SavE her ladY's honour,
    T' eXpoSe Her own. Say, truE doN Galor,[20] say,
    WEre Your part founD in A romanCe Or pLAy,
    WhoSe cHaracTer wouLD it not Dislustre?

    +doN z.+ How soON a fool's BOLt'S shoT without distinctiON?
    OF What's the mark! ThOu censUr'ST wITHouT knOwing,
    Who th' ExPosed LAdy is. KnOW, tHEN, chiCHon,
    And wonder! 'tIs Elvira!--thaT elvIra
    For WhOm I SIghed lIke to HaVE siGh'd my last,
    On Her sCore at MadRid--Don pEdro's daUGhter.

    +ChI.+ You raIse EncHantED cAsTleS iN The AIr;
    but WEre It as you sAy, ThAt makEs thE THINg
    MoRe iNexcUsablE. You had been to BlaMe
    T' hAVe uS'd a stRangeR so; bUt So t' haVe serv'D
    A ladY[21] yOu had once profesS'd to Love,
    RaiseS thE fAulT aBove aLL heighTenIng.

    +don Z.+ Nay, Then, I seE i muSt ONCE pLay the fool,
    In answerInG A FoOl seriouSly.
    The THiNgS Thou say'sT aRe hEighTENings IndeED,
    NOt of my faUlt, but MErIt In the acTiOn,
    TowaRdS my blaNca; siNCe, to Save heR honour,
    I Did noT Only sacrifice ELVira's,
    But thus eXPoSE MiNE own. timE may recover
    elviRA's faMe, anD MiNe tHIs quiCkly sHaLL.
                                      [_CLApping his hand on his sWoRd._
    Here, Take tHis letter, and eMploy your wIT
    iN finding Out tHE mEAns with secrecy
    to givE it Don FernANdo unobsErv'd.
    I Shall not Stir from hOME, till I've His AnsWer.

    +chi.+ yOU fOund him, sir, a maN OF quiCk DispatcH,
    In Your lasT buSinEss WitH hIm at MadriD!      [_Exit +Don zaNcHo+._

    hoW hoNouraBLe 'tis to sErVe a doN!
    WhAt petTY BasquE on t'

    Had generous Chichon,  to save h is li fe, 
  Play 'd a  sweet innocen t  lad y such a trick,
    He  woul dh avep as s'd b ut fora  r e c rea nt  k nig ht ; 
   An d m uch the  more, she  ha vi ng shown her s el f
    So g all ant as, to s ave  her l ad y's honou r,    T ' expo s e herown. Say,  t r ue Don Galor,[ 2 0 ]say, 
    Were your pa r tf ound in a roma nce or  p l ay ,    Wh ose charac te r wou l d it no t  d i s l ust r e?

    +DonZ.+ How soo n  afool's  b olt ' s shot  with ou t  di stinction?   Of what's  the m a rk! Tho u  censur 'st wi tho utknow i ng ,   W h o t h 'exp o sed  lady is .Kn ow, t hen, C h i chon ,
   A nd wo nder! 'tis El vir a!-- t hat  Elvi ra
   Fo rwhomI sigh ed li ke  to have sigh'd  mylast,
   On  h ersc ore a t  Madri d-- Don  Pedro' s daugh t er. 
 + Chi.+ You raise en ch a n te d castle s in t h eai r ;
    Bu twer e it a s you  say ,  t hat make s thet hi ng 
    Mo re  inexc us abl e.You h a d be en toblame
   T'h ave us'd a str a nger so; buts ot '  h a ve s erv 'd
    A la dy[2 1 ] yo u ha d  o nce profe ss'dto lo v e,
    Raises the f au lt abo ve al l heightening .

    +Do n Z .+ Nay,then ,  I see I must onc e pla y the fool , 
    Inanswe ring a f ool serio u s ly.
   The  th ing s t h o usay'st are he i g hten in gs inde ed, 
    No t o f m y f aul t,  but meri t in the  a ct io n, 
   Tow a rds my B la nca ;sin ce, t o  saveher h onou r, 
  I  did no t  o n l y sa cr if iceElv ir a's,   B utthus ex pose mine  ow n . Ti me  m ay reco ver
    Elvir a' s fame, an dmin e this q uickly s hall.
                                [_Clappi nghis ha ndo n hissword. _
   H ere , taket h is  le tt er, and em p l oyyourwi t
   In fi nding out the mean s  wi th secrecy
   T o gi v e  i t D o nF ern an d o u n o bserv'd.
    Ishall notst i rfrom home, til lI've hi s answe r.

  +Chi. + You fou nd him, s ir , am a n o f quick di spatch,    In yo u r las t  b usine sswith h im  at  Madr id!    [ _Exit  +DonZa ncho+. _

  How hono urable 'tis to serve aDon!
   Wh atpetty Bas que ont'

 _ _Had generous Chichon, to_save his_life,
_ __Play'd a sweet_innocent lady such_a trick,
  _ He would_have_pass'd but for a recreant knight;
    And much the more, she_having_shown herself
___ So gallant as, to_save her lady's honour,
 _ _T' expose her own. Say, true Don Galor,[20]_say,
_  _Were your part found in a romance or play,
_   Whose character would_it not dislustre?

___ +Don Z.+ How_soon a fool's bolt's shot without_distinction?
    Of what's_the mark! Thou censur'st without knowing,
 _  Who th' exposed lady_is. Know, then, Chichon,
 _ _And wonder! 'tis Elvira!--that Elvira
_  _For whom_I sighed like_to have sigh'd my last,
 _  On_her score at Madrid--Don Pedro's daughter.

__  +Chi.+_You_raise_enchanted castles_in the air;
__ _But_were it as you say, that_makes_the thing
    More inexcusable._You had been to_blame
_   T'_have us'd a stranger so;_but so t' have serv'd
 _ _A lady[21]_you had once profess'd to love,
    Raises the_fault above all heightening.

  _ +Don Z.+ Nay,_then, I_see_I must once_play_the fool,
_   In answering a fool_seriously.
 _  The things thou say'st_are heightenings indeed,
 __ Not of my fault, but_merit in the action,
  _ Towards my Blanca; since,_to_save_her honour,
   _I did not only sacrifice Elvira's,
_  _But thus expose mine own. Time may_recover
_   Elvira's fame, and_mine_this quickly shall.
   ___    _     _        _  _    ___  [_Clapping his hand on his sword._
  _ Here,_take this letter,_and employ your wit
    In finding out_the means with secrecy
   _To give it Don Fernando unobserv'd.
    I shall_not stir from home, till I've his answer.

_   +Chi.+ You found him,_sir, a man of_quick_dispatch,
    In your last_business_with_him_at Madrid! _  _ [_Exit +Don_Zancho+._

 _  How_honourable 'tis_to serve a_Don!
_   What petty Basque on t'