Page:Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea 1903.djvu/429

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COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA 291 �They all sett up a laugh, tee, hee, ha, ha, a, �Which lasted a full quarter of an hour, �Without any interruption; but I was glad of that, �For itt gave me time to study an answer. 30 �Car. And 'twas a good one, sure, lett's hear itt Captain ? �Cap. Why, I told em, so many tongues Was too much for one pair of ears, And that, if itt was not for somebody's sake, More then their own, they shou'd have talk'd To themselves for me. �And that a man was a man, and a nose was a nose, Lett it look of what colour it wou'd. �Blan. 'Twas smart indeed, �But you did ill, to let them anger you, 40 �Twas that, which bred their mirth, No more of this, for our great Master comes. �Enter as from Council with the Queen, Aubusson, Monthaleon, Vilmarin, Linian, &c. �Aub. Not, that I fear a war with the Venetians, Or to have bought their freindship, with dishonour, Did I endeavour to persuade the Queen To some complyance with the Gen' rails wishes ; But in that Prince, there lives a soul so noble, So great, so gen'rous, and so truly valiant, That much it greives me, he shou'd part from Rhodes (Which boasts herself the nurse of all these vertues) 50 With such a hard repulse as here he meets. �Month. Indeed, my lord, I think t' have given him �audience, �Had been an act of prudence, in the Queen, Nor were the reasons Riccio urg'd against itt, Of weight enough, to give him satisfaction, And 'tis most sure, we've drawn a war upon us. ��� �