_Fior._ I glory in it. And when he did return, (but still with conquest,) His armour off, not young Antinous Appear'd more courtly; all the graces that Render a man's society dear to ladies, Like pages waiting on him; and it does Work strangely on me. _Giov._ To divert your thoughts, Though they are fix'd upon a noble subject, I am a suitor to you. _Fior._ You will ask, I do presume, what I may grant, and then It must not be denied. _Giov._ It is a favour For which I hope your excellence will thank me. _Fior._ Nay, without circumstance. _Giov._ That you would please To take occasion to move the duke, That you, with his allowance, may command This matchless virgin, Lidia, (of whom I cannot speak too much,) to wait upon you. She's such a one, upon the forfeit of Your good opinion of me, that will not Be a blemish to your train. _Fior._ 'Tis rank! he loves her: But I will fit him with a suit. [_Aside._]--I pause not, As if it bred or doubt or scruple in me To do what you desire, for I'll effect it, And make use of a fair and fit occasion; Yet, in return, I ask a boon of you, And hope to find you, in your grant to me, As I have been to you. _Giov._ Command me, madam. _Fior._ 'Tis near allied to yours. That you would be A suitor to the duke, not to expose, After so many trials of his faith, The noble Sanazarro to all dangers, As if he were a wall to stand the fury Of a perpetual battery: but now To grant him, after his long labours, rest And liberty to live in court; his arms And his victorious sword and shield hung up For monuments. _Giov._ Umph!--I'll embrace, fair princess, _Enter_ COZIMO. The soonest opportunity. The duke! _Coz._ Nay, blush not; we smile on your privacy, And come not to disturb you. You are equals, And, without prejudice to either's honours, May make a mutual change of love and courtship, Till you are made one, and with holy rites, And we give suffrage to it. _Giov._ You are gracious. _Coz._ To ourself in this: but now break off; too much Taken at once of the most curious viands, Dulls the sharp edge of appetite. We are now For other sports, in which our pleasure is That you should keep us company. _Fior._ We attend you. [_Exeunt._ FOOTNOTE: [69] _He's blind with too much light._] Ennobled by Milton--"dark with excess of light." SCENE II. _The Country. A Hall in_ CHAROMONTE'_s House._ _Enter_ BERNARDO, CAPONI, _and_ PETRUCHIO. _Bern._ Is my lord stirring? _Cap._ No; he's fast.