_Men._ Nay, then, will I presume to counsel you:
It should be thus. You with some guard upon the sudden
Break into the princess' chamber: I stay behind,
Without the door, through which he needs must pass:
Ferneze flies; let him: to me he comes; he's kill'd
By me, observe, by me: you follow: I rail,
And seem to save the body. Duchess comes,
On whom (respecting her advancèd birth, 170
And your fair nature), I know, nay, I do know,
No violence must be us'd; she comes: I storm,
I praise, excuse Ferneze, and still maintain
The duchess' honour: she for this loves me.
I honour you; shall know her soul, you mine:
Then naught shall she contrive in vengeance
(As women are most thoughtful in revenge)
Of her Ferneze, but you shall sooner know't
Than she can think't. Thus shall his death come sure,
Your duchess brain-caught: so your life secure. 180
_Pietro._ It is too well: my bosom and my heart
When nothing helps, cut off the rotten part.
[_Exit._
_Men._ Who cannot feign friendship can ne'er produce
the effects of hatred. Honest fool duke! subtle lascivious
duchess! silly novice Ferneze! I do laugh at ye. My
brain is in labour till it produce mischief, and I feel
sudden throes, proofs sensible, the issue is at hand.
As bears shape young, so I'll form my device,
Which grown proves horrid: vengeance makes men wise.
[_Exit._
[387] "With favour"--omitted in some copies of ed. 2.
[388] Omitted in ed. 2.
[389] Ed. 2. "rustiest jade."
[390] Ed. 1. "agen."
[391] Ed. 1. "of."
[392] Ed. 1. gives:--
"No reason else, my reason is my will."
[393] Old eds. "sights" (and, as Dyce remarks, so the word was
sometimes written).
[394] Ed. 1. "this center to this."--Ed. 2. "this centre to the."
[395] Ed. 2. "cuckolde."
[396] Phlegm.
[397] Ed. 1. "ye."
SCENE III.[398]
_The palace of the Duke of Genoa._
_Enter_ MALEVOLE _and_ PASSARELLO.
_Mal._ Fool, most happily encountered: canst sing,
fool?
_Pass._ Yes, I can sing, fool, if you'll bear the burden;
and I can play upon instruments, scurvily, as gentlemen
do. O, that I had been gelded! I should then have
been a fat fool for a chamber, a squeaking fool for a
tavern, and a private fool for all the ladies.
_Mal._ You are in good case since you came to court,
fool: what, guarded, guarded![399] 9
_Pass._ Yes, faith, even as footmen and bawds wear
velvet, not for an ornament of honour, but for a badge
of drudgery; for, now the duke is discontented, I am
fain to fool him asleep every night.
_Mal._ What are his griefs?
_Pass._ He hath sore eyes.
_Mal._ I never observed so much.
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