A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
General
A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
English drama
Come, fellows, see when this matter comes in question
You stagger not: and, Janissaries,
See that your strangling cords be ready.
SOLIMAN.
Ah, that Perseda were not half so fair,
Or that Soliman were not so fond,
Or that Perseda had some other love,
Whose death might save my poor Erastus' life.
_Enter_ BRUSOR _and_ ERASTUS.
See where he comes, whom though I dearly love,
Yet must his blood be spill'd for my behoof:
Such is the force of marrow-burning[421] love.
MARSHAL.
Erastus, lord governor of Rhodes,
I arrest you in the king's name.
ERASTUS.
What thinks Lord Brusor of this strange arrest?
Hast thou entrapp'd me to this treachery?
Intended, well I wot, without the leave
Or licence of my lord, great Soliman.
BRUSOR.
Why then appeal to him, where thou shalt know,
And be assur'd, that I betray thee not.
SOLIMAN.
Yes, thou and I, and all of us betray him. [_Aside._
MARSHAL.
No, no; in this case no appeal shall serve.
ERASTUS.
Why, then, to thee or unto any else
I here protest by heav'ns unto you all,
That never was there man more true or just,
Or in his deeds more loyal and upright,
Or more loving or more innocent,
Than I have been to gracious Soliman,
Since first I set my feet on Turkish land.
SOLIMAN.
Myself would be his witness, if I durst;
But bright Perseda's beauty stops my tongue.
[_Aside._
MARSHAL.
Why, sirs, why face to face express you not
The treasons you reveal'd to Soliman?
1 WITNESS.
That very day Erastus went from hence,
He sent for me into his cabinet,
And for that man that is of my profession.
ERASTUS.
I never saw them, I, until this day.
1 WITNESS.
His cabin door fast shut, he first began
To question us of all sorts of fireworks;
Wherein when we had fully resolved him
What might be done, he, spreading on the board
A huge heap of our imperial coin;
All this is yours, quoth he, if you consent
To leave great Soliman and serve in Rhodes.
MARSHAL.
Why, that was treason--but onward with the rest.
_Enter_ PISTON.
PISTON.
What have we here? my master before the Marshal?
[_Aside._
1 WITNESS.
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