_Ren._ Power and wealth move to tyranny, not bountie; The merchant for his wealth is swolne in minde, When yet the chiefe lord of it is the winde. _Bal._ That may so chance to our state-merchants too; Something performed, that hath not farre to goe. 30 _Ren._ That's the maine point, my lord; insist on that. _Bal._ But doth this fire rage further? hath it taken The tender tynder of my wifes sere bloud? Is shee so passionate? _Ren._ So wilde, so mad, Shee cannot live and this unwreakt sustaine. 35 The woes are bloudy that in women raigne. The Sicile gulfe keepes feare in lesse degree; There is no tyger not more tame then shee. _Bal._ There is no looking home, then? _Ren._ Home! Medea With all her hearbs, charmes, thunders, lightning, 40 Made not her presence and blacke hants more dreadfull. _Bal._ Come, to the King; if he reforme not all, Marke the event, none stand where that must fall. _Exeunt._ [SCÆNA TERTIA. _A Room in the House of the Countess of Cambrai._] _Enter Countesse, Riova, and an Usher._ _Usher._ Madame, a captaine come from Clermont D'Ambois Desires accesse to you. _Countess._ And not himselfe? _Ush._ No, madame. _Count._ That's not well. Attend him in. _Exit Ush[er]._ The last houre of his promise now runne out! And hee breake, some brack's in the frame of nature 5 That forceth his breach. _Enter Usher and Aumal._ _Aumale._ Save your ladiship! _Coun._ All welcome! Come you from my worthy servant? _Aum._ I, madame, and conferre such newes from him-- _Coun._ Such newes! what newes? _Aum._ Newes that I wish some other had the charge of. 10 _Coun._ O, what charge? what newes? _Aum._ Your ladiship must use some patience, Or else I cannot doe him that desire He urg'd with such affection to your graces. _Coun._ Doe it, for heavens love, doe it! if you serve 15 His kinde desires, I will have patience. Is hee in health? _Aum._ He is. _Count._ Why, that's the ground Of all the good estate wee hold in earth; All our ill built upon that is no more Then wee may beare, and should; expresse it all. 20 _Aum._ Madame, tis onely this; his libertie-- _Coun._ His libertie! Without that health is nothing. Why live I, but to aske in doubt of that? Is that bereft him? _Aum._ You'll againe prevent me. _Coun._ No more, I sweare; I must heare, and together 25 Come all my miserie! Ile hold, though I burst.