NEMO. [_Addressing_ POMP _and_ POLICY.] My lords, be pleas'd: ere long shall you be sped, As much to your contents as Pleasure is. Say but the word, myself shall soon present Lucre and Love, well worthy such as you. POLICY. Right thankfully those favours we'll receive. _Enter_ DILIGENCE _in haste_. DILIGENCE. My lords, if your affairs in present be not great, Greater than any, save regard of life, Yea, even the greatest of the commonwealth, Prepare ye to withstand a stratagem, Such as this land nor London ever knew. The Spanish forces[265], lordings, are prepar'd In bravery and boast beyond all bounds, T'invade, to win, to conquer all this land. They chiefly aim at London's stately Pomp, At London's Pleasure, Wealth, and Policy, Intending to despoil her of them all, And over all these lovely ladies three, Love, Lucre, Conscience, of the rarest price[266], To tyrannise and carry hardest hand. From Spain they come with engine and intent To slay, subdue, to triumph and torment: Myself (so heaven would) espial of them had, And Diligence, dear lords, they call my name. If you vouchsafe to credit my report, You do me right, and to yourselves no wrong, Provided that you arm you, being warn'd. POLICY. Diligence, thy service shall be knowen, And well rewarded. Nemo, for a time Conceal this dame, and live secure, unseen; Let us alone, whom most it doth concern, To meet and match our overweening foes. POMP. Nemo, keep close, and Conscience, pray for us. Begone, and recommend us to our God. CONSCIENCE. My lords, if ever, show your honours now. Those proud, usurping Spanish tyrants come, To reave from you what most you do regard: To take away your credit and your fame: To raze and spoil our right-renowned town; And if you Love or Lucre do regard, Or have of Conscience any kind of care, The world shall witness by this action; And of the love that you to us pretend, In this your valour shall assurance give. More would I speak, but danger's in delay: You know my mind, and heavens record my thoughts, Which[267] I with prayers for you will penetrate, And will in heart be present in your fight. Now, Pleasure, show what you will do for me. PLEASURE. I will be turn'd to Pain for thy sweet sake. POLICY. Fair Conscience, fear not, but assure thyself, What kind affection we soever bear To Love and Lucre in this action, Chiefly for thee our service shall be done. POMP. For Conscience' sake more than for Lucre now. POLICY. For Love and Conscience, not despising Lucre. PLEASURE. Only for Conscience will I hazard all. NEMO. And I from hence will her convey a space, Till you return with happy victory. CONSCIENCE. Farewell, my lords: for me, my lords, for me! [_Exeunt_ NEMO _and_ CONSCIENCE. POLICY. Diligence, what number may there be? DILIGENCE. A mighty host, and chiefly led by three, Who brave it out in show, as men assured Of victory, sans venture or repulse. POLICY. How near be they?