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] Come, Iolas; and since the heav'ns decreed

The man, whom thou shouldst envy, should be such

That all men else must do't, be not asham'd

Thou once wert guilty of it;

But bless them, that they give thee now a means

To make a friendship with him, and vouchsafe

To find thee out a way to love, where well

Thou couldst not hate.

Iol. What means my lord?

Ari. Here, here he stands that has preserv'd us all;

That sacrific'd unto a public good

The dearest private good we mortals have,

Friendship; gave into our arms the prince,

When nothing but the sword, perchance a ruin,

Was left to do it.

Iol. How could I chide my love and my ambition now,

That thrust me upon such a quarrel?

Here I do vow

Zir. Hold, do not vow, my lord!

Let it deserve it first, and yet (if Heav'n

Bless honest men's intents) 'tis not impossible.

My lord,

You will be pleas'd to inform him in particulars.

I must be gone.

The King, I fear, already has been left

Too long alone.

Ari. Stay: the hour and place.

Zir. Eleven, under the Terrace Walk;

I will not fail you there.

I had forgot: 't may be, the small remainder

Of those lost men, that were of the conspiracy,

Will come along with him: 'twere best to have

Some chosen of the guard within our call.

Ari. Honest and careful Ziriff!

How now, planet-struck?

Iol. This Ziriff will grow great with all the world.

Ari. Shallow man,

Short-sighteder than travellers in mists,

Or women that outlive themselves, dost thou

Not see that whilst he does prepare a tomb

With one hand for his friend, he digs a grave

With th' other for himself?