Fred. 'Tis done.
Const. There, if you find a Gentleman opprest
With force and violence, do a mans office,
And draw your sword to rescue him.
Fred. He's safe,
Be what he will, and let his foes be Devils,
Arm'd with your pity, I shall conjure 'em.
Retire, this key will guide ye: all things necessary
Are there before ye.
Const. All my prayers go with ye. [Exit.
Fred. Ye clap on proof upon me: men say gold
Does all, engages all, works through all dangers:
Now I say beauty can do more: The Kings Exchequer,
Nor all his wealthy Indies, could not draw me
Through half those miseries this piece of pleasure
Might make me leap into: we are all like sea-Cards,
All our endeavours and our motions,
(As they do to the North) still point at beauty,
Still at the fairest: for a handsom woman,
(Setting my soul aside) it should go hard,
But I would strain my body: yet to her,
Unless it be her own free gratitude,
Hopes ye shall dye, and thou tongue rot within me,
E're I infringe my faith: now to my rescue. [Exit.
[Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.]
Enter Duke, pursued by Petruccio, Antonio, and that Faction.
Duke. You will not all oppress me?
Ant. Kill him i'th' wanton eye: let me come to him.