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espoused in the presence of this Gentlewoman here present, which
is the witnesse of our Nuptials and accorde of mariage. This
gentleman also Antonio Bologna, is he to whom I haue sworn and
giuen my faith, and hee againe to mee hath ingaged his. He it is
whom I accompt for my spouse and husband, (and with whome
henceforth) I meane to rest and contynue. In consideration
whereof, if there be any heere amongs you all, that shal mislike
of my choyse, and is willing to wayt vppon my sonne the Duke,
I meane not to let them of their intent, prayinge them
faithfully to serue him, and to be careful of his person, and to
be vnto him so honest and loyall, as they haue bene to me so
longe as I was their mistresse. But if any of you desire stil to
make your abode wyth me, to be partakers of my Wealth and woe,
I will so entertayne them as they shall haue good cause to be
contented, if not let them departe hence to Malfi, and the
steward shal prouide for them according to their degre: for
touching my self I do mind no more to be termed an infamous
Duchesse: rather would I be honored wyth the Tytle of a symple
Gentlewoman, or wyth that estate whych shee can haue that hath
an honest husband, and wyth whom she holdeth faithfull and
loyall company, than reuerenced with the glory of a Pryncesse,
subiect to the despite of slaunderous tongues. Ye know” (said
she to Bologna) “what hath passed betwene vs, and God is the
witnesse of the integrity of my Conscyence, wherfore I pray you
bryng forth our Chyldren, that eche Man may beholde the Fruyctes
raysed of our allyance.” Hauynge spoken those Woordes, and the
Chyldren broughte forthe into the Hall, all the companye stoode
styll so astonned wyth that newe successe and tale, as though
hornes sodainly had started forth their heads, and rested
vnmoueable and amazed, like the great marble piller of Rome
called Pasquile, for so mutch as they neuer thought, ne
coniectured that Bologna was the successor of the duke of Malfi
in his mariage bed. This was the preparatiue of the catastrophe
and bloudy end of this tragedie. For of all the Duchesse
seruaunts, there was not one that was willing to continue wyth
theyr auncient mistresse, who with the faithfull maiden of hir
chamber remained at Ancona, enioying the ioyful embracements of
hir Husbande, in all sutch Pleasure and Delyghts as they doe,
whych hauyng lyued in fear, be set at liberty, and out of al
suspition, plunged in a sea of ioy, and fleting in the quiet
calme of al passetime, where Bologna had none other care, but
how to please his best beloued, and she studied nothing else but
how to loue and obey him, as the wyfe ought to doe hir husband.
But thys fayre Weather lasted not long, for as the ioyes of men
do not long endure but wast in lyttle time, so bee the delights
of louers lesse firme and stedefast and passe away almost in one
moment of an houre. Now the seruaunts of the Duchesse which wer
retired, and durst tary no longer with hir, fearing the fury of
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