_Vir._ Shall this Prince have his freedom too? Else all I love is gone, all my friends perish. _Mart._ He shall. _Vir._ What shall I do? _Mart._ If thou despise my courtesie, When I am dead, for grief I am forsaken, And no soft hand left to asswage your sorrows; Too late, but too true, curse your own cruelties. _Asca._ Be wise; if she be true, no thred is left else, To guide us from this labyrinth of mischief; Nor no way for our friends. _Vir._ Thus then I take you: I bind ye to my life, my love. _Mart._ I take you, And with the like bond tye my heart your servant; W' are now almost at Harbor, within this hour, In the dead watch, I'll have the Long-boat ready; And when I give the word, be sure you enter, I'll see ye furnisht both immediately, And like your self; some trusty man shall wait you, The watch I'll make mine own; only my love Requires a stronger vow, which I'll administer Before we go. _Vir._ I'll take it to confirm you. _Mart._ Goe, in there are the keys, unlock his fetters, And arm ye Nobly both; I'll be with you presently; And so this loving kiss. _Ascan._ Be constant Lady. [_Exeunt omnes._ _Enter the Duke of_ Sesse _by_ _Torch-light, Master and Surgeon with him._ _Surg._ You grow so angry Sir, your wound goes backward. _Ses._ I am angry at the time, at none of you, That sends but one poor subject for revenge; I would have all the Court, and all the villanie, Was ever practis'd under that foul _Ferrant_ Tyrant, and all to quench my wrath. _Mast._ Be patient, Your grace may find occasion every hour, For certain they will seek you to satisfie, And to the full, your anger. _Ses._ 'Death, they dare not: They know that I command death, feed his hunger, And when I let him loose---- _Surg._ You'll never heal Sir, If these extreams dwell in you, you are old, And burn your spirits out with this wild anger. _Ses._ Thou liest, I am not old, I am as lusty And full of manly heat as them, or thou art. _Mast._ No more of that. _Ses._ And dare seek out a danger; And hold him at the swords point, when thou tremblest And creepest into thy box of salves to save thee. Oh Master, I have had a dreadful dream to night! Me-thought the ship was all on fire, and my lov'd Daughter To save her life, leapt into the Sea; where suddainly A stranger snatcht her up, and swam away with her. _Mast._ 'Twas but the heat o'th' fight Sir. [_Boatswain within, and Sailor._ _Boats._ Look out, what's that? _Sail._ The Long-boat as I live. _Boats._ Ho, there i'th' Long-Boat. _Ses._ What noise is that? [_Hoy._ [_Mast._] I hear Sir, ---- [_Exit Master._