+Clown.+ Why, your honour was ever as good as your word. Keep the cuckolds out of door, and lay a cloth for my lord in the arbour, gentlemen. [_Exit._ +Lod.+ I have been this three months about a project. +Jov.+ What is't, my lord? +Lod.+ Why, I intend to compose a pamphlet of all my wife's virtues, put them in print, and dedicate them to the duke, as orthodoxal directions against he marries. +Jas.+ 'Twill give him apt instructions, when he does marry, to pick out such a woman. +Lod.+ Pick her! where will he pick her? as the English proverb says, _He may as soon find a needle in a bottle of hay._ Would I knew what sins she has committed, I would set them down all one with another; they would serve as foils to her virtues: but I do think she has none: d'ye think she has any, gentlemen? +Jov.+ O, none, sir, but has some. +Lod.+ Ay, piddling ones, it may be; as when a pin pricks her finger to cry at sight on't, and throw't away; but for other matters---- +Jas.+ Now I think on't, sir, I have a device newly begotten that, if you be so desirous to be resolved of her perfections, 'twill be an apt means for your intelligence. +Lod.+ That will be excellent; and then my book, grounded upon mine own experience, the report of my judgment in the choice of a woman, will sell them off faster than the compositor can set the letters together. +Jas.+ We will discourse it as we go: meantime, sir, Let this prepare the path to your construction, Conceit and confidence are jugglers born; One grafts in air, t'other hides the real horn. +Lod.+ Well, he that believes he has horns, has horns; and _Crede quod habes, et habes_, shall be my motto. [_Exeunt._ _Enter +Pandulpho+ and +Spinoso+._ +Spin.+ The powers of Venice upon our confines? +Pan.+ Yes: Signor Philippo, it seems, having possess'd him[137] With the passages that pass'd upon his sister, Embassadors were despatch'd to Bergamo, Where then his forces lay; who thus return'd, That he came not a public foe unto Verona, But to require justice against Count Lorenzo, To approve his sister innocent. +Spin.+ What witness, Proof, or apparent circumstance builds he His bold attempt upon? +Pan.+ He says, besides The honour of Philippo, he has proof So unresistible to affirm the plot Of Count Lorenzo, that he only crav'd (Hostages being render'd for their safe returns) Here in the senate-chamber the fair trial Might publicly be censur'd. And by this They are at hand. _Enter at one door +Duke of Venice+, +Philippo+, and +Lords+: at the other, +Duke+ of +Verona+, +Jaspro+, +Jovani+; +Lorenzo+ guarded. A bar set out. The +1st Slave+._ +Ver.+ Fair sir, the presence is levell'd for your grievances.