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Unfetter'd with the duties of command, I then had well retain'd thee for my guest, With claims too strong, too sacred for denial; Thy noble sire my fellow-soldier was, Together many a rough campaign we serv'd; I lov'd him well, and much it pleases me A son of his beneath my roof to see.

Bas. Were I indeed free master of myself, Strong inclination would detain me here; No other tie were wanting. These gracious tokens of your princely favour I'll treasure with my best rememb'rances; For he who shews them for my father's sake, Doth something sacred in his kindness bear, As tho' he shed a blessing on my head,

Duke. Well, bear my greetings to the brave Piscaro, And say how warmly I embrace the cause. Your third day's march will to his presence bring Your valiant troops: said you not so, my lord?

''Bas. (who changes countenance upon seeing them.)'' Yes, I believe—I think—I know not well— Yes, please your grace, we march by break of day.

Duke. Nay, that I know. I ask'd you, noble count, When you expect th'Imperial force to join.

Bas. When it shall please your grace—I crave your pardon—