A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
English drama
Ay, Pedringano, service of import;
And, not to spend the time in trifling words,
Thus stands the case: It is not long, thou know'st,
Since I did shield thee from my father's wrath,
For thy conveyance in Andrea's love:
For which thou wert adjudg'd to punishment:
I stood betwixt thee and thy punishment.
And since thou know'st how I have favour'd thee,
Now to these favours will I add reward,
Not with fair words, but store of golden coin,
And lands and living[95] join'd with dignities,
If thou but satisfy my just demand:
Tell truth, and have me for thy lasting friend.
PEDRINGANO.
Whate'er it be your lordship shall demand,
My bounden duty bids me tell the truth,
If case it lie in me[96] to tell the truth.
LORENZO.
Then, Pedringano, this is my demand:
Whom loves my sister Bell'-Imperia?
For she reposeth all her trust in thee;
Speak, man, and gain both friendship and reward:
I mean, whom loves she in Andrea's place?
PEDRINGANO.
Alas, my lord, since Don Andrea's death,
I have no credit with her as before;
And therefore know not, if she love or no.
LORENZO.
Nay, if thou dally, then I am thy foe.
[_Draws his sword._
And fear shall force what friendship cannot win:
Thy death shall bury what thy life conceals;
Thou dy'st for more esteeming her than me.
PEDRINGANO.
O, stay, my lord.
LORENZO.
Yet speak the truth, and I will guerdon thee,
And shield thee from whatever can ensue;
And will conceal whate'er proceeds from thee:
But if thou dally once again, thou dy'st.
PEDRINGANO.
If madam Bell'-Imperia be in love----
LORENZO.
What, villain? ifs and ands? [_Threatens him._
PEDRINGANO.
O, stay, my lord; she loves Horatio.
[BALTHAZAR _starts back_.
LORENZO.
What, Don Horatio, our knight marshal's son?
PEDRINGANO.
Even him, my lord.
LORENZO.
Now say but how know'st thou he[97] is in love,
And thou shalt find me kind and liberal:
Stand up, I say, and fearless tell the truth.
PEDRINGANO.
She sent him letters, which myself perus'd,
Full-fraught with lines and arguments of love,
Preferring him before Prince Balthazar.
LORENZO.
Swear on this cross,[98] that what thou say'st is true;
And that thou wilt conceal what thou hast told.
PEDRINGANO.
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