Like Phoebe, Flora, or the huntress,[290] Which to your discretion shall seem best. And as for me, my lords, I'll look to one, And with the ransom that the viceroy sent, So furnish and perform this tragedy, As[291] all the world shall say, Hieronimo Was liberal in gracing of it so. BALTHAZAR. Hieronimo, methinks a comedy were better. HIERONIMO. A comedy! fie! comedies are fit for common wits: But to present a kingly troop withal, Give me a stately-written tragedy; _Tragoedia cothurnata_, fitting kings, Containing matter, and not common things. My lords, all this must be perform'd, As fitting for the first night's revelling. The Italian tragedians were so sharp of wit, That in one hour's meditation They would perform any thing in action. LORENZO. And well it may; for I have seen the like In Paris 'mongst the French tragedians. HIERONIMO. In Paris? mass, and well-remembered! There's one thing more that rests for us to do. BALTHAZAR. What's that, Hieronimo? forget not anything. HIERONIMO. Each one of us must act his part In unknown languages, That it may breed the[292] more variety:-- As you, my lord, in Latin: I in Greek: You in Italian,--and for because I know That Bell'-Imperia hath practised the French, In courtly French shall all her phrases be. BELL'-IMPERIA. You mean to try my cunning then, Hieronimo? BALTHAZAR. But this will be a mere confusion, And hardly shall we all be understood. HIERONIMO. It must be so; for the conclusion Shall prove the invention, and all was good: And I myself in an oration, And with a strange and wondrous show besides, That I will have there behind a curtain, Assure yourself, shall make the matter known: And all shall be concluded in one scene, For there's no pleasure ta'en in tediousness. BALTHAZAR. How like you this? LORENZO. Why thus, my lord, we must resolve To soothe his humours up. [_Aside._ BALTHAZAR. On,[293] then, Hieronimo; farewell till soon. HIERONIMO. You'll ply this gear? LORENZO. I warrant you. [_Exeunt all but_ HIERONIMO. HIERONIMO.