_Delio._ I knew him in Padua--a fantastical scholar, like such who study to know how many knots was in Hercules' club, of what colour Achilles' beard was, or whether Hector were not troubled with the toothache. He hath studied himself half blear-eyed to know the true symmetry of Cæsar's nose by a shoeing-horn; and this he did to gain the name of a speculative man. _Pes._ Mark Prince Ferdinand: A very salamander lives in's eye, To mock the eager violence of fire. _Sil._ That cardinal hath made more bad faces with his oppression than ever Michael Angelo made good ones: he lifts up's nose, like a foul porpoise before a storm. _Pes._ The Lord Ferdinand laughs. _Delio._ Like a deadly cannon That lightens ere it smokes. _Pes._ These are your true pangs of death, The pangs of life, that struggle with great statesmen. _Delio._ In such a deformed silence witches whisper their charms. _Card._ Doth she make religion her riding-hood To keep her from the sun and tempest? _Ferd._ That, That damns her. Methinks her fault and beauty, Blended together, show like leprosy, The whiter, the fouler. I make it a question Whether her beggarly brats were ever christened. _Card._ I will instantly solicit the state of Ancona To have them banished. _Ferd._ You are for Loretto: I shall not be at your ceremony; fare you well.-- Write to the Duke of Malfi, my young nephew She had by her first husband, and acquaint him With's mother's honesty. _Bos._ I will. _Ferd._ Antonio! A slave that only smelled of ink and counters, And never in's life looked like a gentleman, But in the audit-time.--Go, go presently, Draw me out an hundred and fifty of our horse, And meet me at the fort-bridge. [_Exeunt._ SCENE IV.--_The Shrine of our Lady of Loretto._ _Enter_ Two Pilgrims. _1st Pil._ I have not seen a goodlier shrine than this; Yet I have visited many. _2nd Pil._ The Cardinal of Arragon Is this day to resign his cardinal's hat: His sister duchess likewise is arrived To pay her vow of pilgramage. I expect A noble ceremony. _1st Pil._ No question.--They come. _Here the ceremony of the_ Cardinal's _instalment, in the habit of a soldier, is performed by his delivering up his cross, hat, robes, and ring, at the shrine, and the investing of him with sword, helmet, shield, and spurs; then_ ANTONIO, _the_ DUCHESS, _and their children, having presented themselves at the shrine, are, by a form of banishment in dumb-show expressed towards them by the_ Cardinal _and the state of Ancona, banished: during all which ceremony, this ditty is sung, to very solemn music, by divers churchmen._