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Be not alarm'd, good sirs: though thus in arms, We at your lady's gate are harmless visitors, Who humbly crave admittance. Mighty man! What blest forbearance! For our lady's sake, He will not slay and eat us for a meal!

Good Mr. Seneschal! inform thy lady That I, Tortona's Marquis, and her slave, Most humbly beg permission at her feet— But here comes opportunity more tempting: A gentler messenger.

Great condescending man! superb humility!

Fair Lady! most becoming, as I guess,