Jul. Sure some Good Angel
Was with us both last night: speak thou truth now,
Was it not last nights motion?
Bel. Dost not think
I would not lay hold of it at first proffer?
Should I n'er sleep again?
Jul. Take not all from me;
I'll tell the doctrine of my vision.
Say that [Antonio] (best of thy blood)
Or any one, the least allyed to thee,
Should be the prey unto Lisauro's sword,
Or any of the house of Bellides?
Bel. Mine was the just inversion: on, on.
Jul. How would thine eyes have emptied thee in sorrow,
And left the Conduit of nature drie?
Thy hands have turn'd rebellious to the balls,
And broke the glasses, with thine own curses
Have torn thy soul, left thee a Statue
To propagate thy next posterity.
Bel. Yes, and thou causer: so it said to me,
They fight but your mischiefs: the young men were friends,
As is the life and blood coagulate
And curded in one body; but this is yours,
An inheritance that you have gather'd for 'em,
A Legacie of blood to kill each other
Throughout your Generations. Was't not so?
Jul. Word for word.
Bel. Nay, I can go farther yet.
Jul. 'Tis far enough; Let us attone it here.
And in a reconciled circle fold
Our friendship new again.
Bel. The sign's in Gemini,
An auspicious house, 't has join'd both ours again.