Enter Lisip. Diag. Cleon, Strat. Guard.
Lisip. See where he stands as boldly confident,
As if he had his full command about him.
Strat. He looks as if he had the bet[t]er cause; Sir,
Under your gracious pardon let me speak it;
Though he be mighty-spirited and forward
To all great things; to all things of that danger
Worse men shake at the telling of; yet certainly
I do believe him noble, and this action
Rather pull'd on than sought; his mind was ever
As worthy as his hand.
Lis. 'Tis my fear too;
Heaven forgive all: summon him Lord Cleon.
Cleon. Ho from the walls there.
Mel. Worthy Cleon, welcome;
We could have wisht you here Lord; you are honest.
Cal. Well, thou art as flattering a knave, though I dare not tell you so.
[Aside.
Lis. Melantius!
Mel. Sir.