Souldiers

True, true.

Antinous

It follows, that the blaze of my performance
Took light from what I saw him do: and thus
A City (though the flame be much more dreadfull)
May from a little spark be set on fire;
Of all what I have done, I shall give instance
Only in three main proofs of my desert.
First I sought out (but through how many dangers
My Lords judge ye) the chief, the great Commander,
The head of that huge body, whose proud weight
Our Land shrunk under, him I found and fought with,
Fought with, and slew. Fellows in Arms, speak you,
Is't true or not?

Souldiers

True, true.

Antinous

When he was faln,
The hearts of all our adversaries
Began to quail, till young Fernando, son
To the last Duke of Venice gather'd head,
And soon renew'd the field, by whose example
The bold Venetians doubling strength and courage
Had got the better of the day; our men
Supposing that their adversaries grew
Like Hydra's head, recoyle, and 'gan to flye:
I follow'd them; and what I said, they know;
The summe on't is; I call'd them back, new rankt them;
Led on, they follow'd, shrunk not t[i]ll the end:
Fellows in Arms is't true, or no?

Souldiers

True, true.

Antinous

Lastly, to finish all, there was but one,
The only great exploit; which was to take
Fernando prisoner, and that hand to hand
In single fight I did: my self without
The help of any arm, save the arm of Heaven.
Speak Souldiers, is it true, or no?

Souldiers

Antinous, Antinous.

Antinous

Behold my prisoner, Fathers.

Fernando

This one man
Ruin'd our Army, and hath glorifi'd
Crete in her robes of mightiness and conquest.

Possenne

We need not use long circumstance of words,
Antinous thou art conquerer: the Senate,
The souldiers, and thy valour have pronounc'd it.

All

Antinous, Antinous.

Porphycio

Make thy demand.

Cassilanes

Please ye (my Lords) give leave
That I may part.

Possenne

No Cassilane, the Court
Should therein be dishonour'd, do not imagin
We prize your presence at so slight a rate.
Demand, Antinous.

Antinous

Thus (my Lords) to witness
How far I am from arrogance, or thinking
I am more valiant, though more favour'd
Than my most matchless father, my demand is,
That for a lasting memorie of his name,
His deeds, his real, nay his royal worth,
You set up in your Capitol in Brass
My Fathers Statue, there to stand for ever
A Monument and Trophy of his victories,
With this Inscription to succeeding ages,
Great Cassilanes, Patron of Candy's Peace,
Perpetual Triumpher.

Porphycio Possenne

It is granted. What more?

Antinous

No more.

Cassilanes

How Boy?

Gonzalo

Thou art immortal,
Both for thy Son-like pietie, and beauties
Of an unconquer'd minde.

Antinous

My Prisoner, Lords,
To your more sacred wisedoms I surrender:
Fit you his ransom; half whereof I give
For largess to the Souldiers: the other half
To the erection of this monument.

Cassilanes

Ambitious villain.

Gonzalo

Thou art all un-imitable.
My Lords, to work a certain peace for Candy
With Venice, use Fernando like a Prince;
His ransom I'le disburse what e're it be:
Yet you may stay him with you, till conditions
Of amitie shall be concluded on:
Are ye content?

Porphycio

We are, and ever rest
Both friends and debters to your nobleness.

Gonzalo

Souldiers attend me in the Market-place,
Fie thither send your largess.

Souldiers

Antinous, Antinous.

[Exeunt.

Cassilanes

I have a sute too, Lords.

Porphycio Possenne

Propose it, 'tis yours, if fit and just.

Cassilanes

Let not my services,
My being forty years a drudge, a pack-horse
To you, and to the State, be branded now
With Ignominy ne're to be forgotten:
Rear me no Monument, unless you mean
To have me fam'd a Coward, and be stamp'd so.

Possenne

We understand you not.

Cassilanes

Proud boy, thou dost,
And Tyrant-like insult'st upon my shame.

Antinous

Sir, Heaven can tell, and my integrity,
What I did, was but only to inforce
The Senates gratitude. I now acknowledge it.

Cassilanes

Observe it Fathers, how this haughty boy
Grows cunning in his envy of mine honours:
He knows no mention can of me be made,
But that it ever likewise must be told,
How I by him was master'd; and for surety
That all succeeding times may so report it,
He would have my dishonour, and his Triumphs
Ingrav'd in Brass: hence, hence proceeds the falshood
Of his insinuating piety.
Thou art no child of mine: thee and thy bloud,
Here in the Capitol, before the Senate,
I utterly renounce: So thrift and fate
Confirm me; henceforth never see my face,
Be, as thou art, a villain to thy Father.
Lords I must crave your leaves: come, come Arcanes.

[Ex.

Gonzalo

Here's a strange high-born spirit.

Possenne

'Tis but heat
Of suddain present rage; I dare assure Antinous of his favour.

Antinous

I not doubt it,
He is both a good man, and a good Father.
I shall attend your Lordships.

Possenne

Do Antinous.

Gonzalo

Yes: feast thy Triumphs
With applause and pleasures.

Porphycio Possenne

Lead on.

[Exeunt. Flor. Cornets.

Antinous

I utterly renounce--'Twas so?
Was't not, my Decius?

Decius

Pish, you know, my Lord,
Old men are cholerick.

Antinous

And lastly parted
With, never henceforth see my face: O me,
How have I lost a Father? Such a Father!
Such