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Venice Preserv'd, or
good Prospect, tempting to the View,
The Height delights us, and the Mountain Top
Looks beautiful, because it's nigh to Heav'n,
But we ne're think how sandy's the Foundation,
What Storm will better, and what Tempest shake us!
Who's there?
The Height delights us, and the Mountain Top
Looks beautiful, because it's nigh to Heav'n,
But we ne're think how sandy's the Foundation,
What Storm will better, and what Tempest shake us!
Who's there?
Enter Spinosa.
Spino. Renault, good morrow! for by this time
I think the Scale of Night has turn'd the ballance,
And weighs up Morning: Has the Clock struck Twelve?
I think the Scale of Night has turn'd the ballance,
And weighs up Morning: Has the Clock struck Twelve?
Rena. Yes, Clocks will go as they are set: But Man,
Irregular Man's ne're constant, never certain:
I've spent at least three pretious hours of darkness
In waiting dull attendance; 'tis the Curse
Of diligent Virtue to be mixt like mine,
With giddy Tempers, Souls but half resolv'd.
Irregular Man's ne're constant, never certain:
I've spent at least three pretious hours of darkness
In waiting dull attendance; 'tis the Curse
Of diligent Virtue to be mixt like mine,
With giddy Tempers, Souls but half resolv'd.
Spin. Hell seize that Soul amongst us, it can frighten.
Rena. What's then the cause that I am here alone?
Why are we not together?
Enter Eliot.
O Sir, welcome!
You are an Englishman: When Treason's hatching
One might have thought you'd not have been behind hand.
In what Whore's lap have you been lolling?
Give but an Englishman his Whore and ease,
Beef and a Sea-coal fire, he's yours for ever.
Why are we not together?
Enter Eliot.
O Sir, welcome!
You are an Englishman: When Treason's hatching
One might have thought you'd not have been behind hand.
In what Whore's lap have you been lolling?
Give but an Englishman his Whore and ease,
Beef and a Sea-coal fire, he's yours for ever.
Eliot. Frenchman, you are sawcy.
Rena. How!
Enter Bedamore the Embassador, Theodore, Brainveil, Durand,
Brabe, Revellido, Mezzana, Ternon, Retrosi, Conspirators.
Brabe, Revellido, Mezzana, Ternon, Retrosi, Conspirators.
Bedam.
At difference, fy.
Is this a time for quarrels? Thieves and Rogues
Fall out and brawl: Should Men of your high calling,
Men separated by the Choice of Providence,
From the gross heap of Mankind, and set here
In this great assembly as in one great Jewel,
At difference, fy.
Is this a time for quarrels? Thieves and Rogues
Fall out and brawl: Should Men of your high calling,
Men separated by the Choice of Providence,
From the gross heap of Mankind, and set here
In this great assembly as in one great Jewel,
T'adorn
