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This cause belongs, and to her high award I charge you both that you in all humility Submit. Lord Ulrick, to the Pope perforce You must account of this your wardship give, Or by yourself in person, or your deputy, To Rome forthwith dispatch'd. (Ul. bows sullenly.) As for the lady, to my guardian care, Till we before the holy Father come, She must commit herself. And thou, Sir Ermingard, Shalt to the sovereign Pontiff and the patron Of thy most valiant order, fully shew Wherein thou'st been aggriev'd. If the bless'd cross Thou hast assum'd, supposing other vows That did before engage thee, were annull'd, By false reports deceived; the holy Urban, Our wise enlighten'd father, will, I trust, A dispensation grant, that shall empower thee To do'ff with honour this thy sacred mantle, And in its stead a bridegroom's robe assume. It is enough; forbear, forbear, my children; I am too richly thank'd. And now we must with sober minds confer: For when the wind is fair, we sail for Rome. Some days, perhaps, it may adversely blow— Perhaps some weeks; for I have known it oft Hold vessels bound.