Estifania: 

      Green goose you are now in sippets.
          
                                                     [Exeunt.

      [Enter the Duke, Sanchio, Juan, Alonzo.]

Duke of Medina: 

      He shall not have his will, I shall prevent him,
      I have a toy here that will turn the tide,
      And suddenly, and strangely, hear Don Juan,
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Juan de Castro: 

      I am commanded.
          
                                                     [Exit.

Duke of Medina: 

      A fellow founded out of Charity,
      And moulded to the height contemn his maker,
      Curb the free hand that fram’d him?  This must not be.

Sanchio: 

      That such an oyster shell should hold a pearl,
      And of so rare a price in prison,
      Was she made to be the matter of her own undoing,
      To let a slovenly unweildy fellow,
      Unruly and self will’d, dispose her beauties? 
      We suffer all Sir in this sad Eclipse,
      She should shine where she might show like her self,
      An absolute sweetness, to comfort those admire her,
      And shed her beams upon her friends. 
      We are gull’d all,
      And all the world will grumble at your patience,
      If she be ravish’t thus.

Duke of Medina: 

      Ne’r fear it Sanchio,
      We’I have her free again, and move at Court
      In her clear orb:  but one sweet handsomeness,
      To bless this part of Spain, and have that slubber’d?

Alonzo: 

      ’Tis every good mans cause, and we must stir in it.

Duke of Medina: 

      I’le warrant he shall be glad to please us,
      And glad to share too, we shall hear anon
      A new song from him, let’s attend a little.

[Exeunt.

      [Enter Leon, and Juan, with a commission.]

Leon: 

      Coronel, I am bound to you for this nobleness,
      I should have been your officer, ’tis true Sir,
      And a proud man I should have been to have serv’d you,
      ’T has pleas’d the King out of his boundless favours,
      To make me your companion, this commission
      Gives me a troop of horse.

Juan de Castro: 

      I do rejoyce at it,
      And am a glad man we shall gain your company,
      I am sure the King knows you are newly married,
      And out of that respect gives you more time Sir.

Leon: 

      Within four daies I am gone, so he commands me,
      And ’tis not mannerly for me to argue it,
      The time grows shorter still, are your goods ready?
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Juan de Castro: 

      They are aboard.

Leon: 

      Who waits there?