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Rh Lidio. I'll go see if our old master sleeps, Meanwhile, get thee in.

Marin. I hold me at your pleasure.

Lidio. From this moment, and for ever, We are fastest friends. Farewell.

Marin. This fellow is the greatest cheat; An envious, ill conditioned knave; With dangling rosary and in cassock neat, He preaches rankest treasons; But he who cares to live at peace Within his neighbour's walls, Must hear and see, but nothing say; Flatter with lip and eye, be cheery, And talk, and laugh, and joke; Small deeds, and use high sounding words. And though the devil's tongue be long, He doth not prick it with his tail. But how to serve, I comprehend; while he Who deals alone with truth will gain but poverty.

Roselo. No greater ill could e'er befall a man.

Anselmo. Is such indeed her name And lineage?

Roselo. Oh! ill assorted beauty, that Of Antonio Castelvin such seraphim be born. Oh! fate most cruel and unkind, sad chance, There's flame-eyed madness in each seraph glance.

Anselmo. Why soughtest thou her house?