Tiberio and Dulcimel above, are discovered hand in hand.
Dul. Royally wise and wisely royal father——
Don. That’s sententious now—a figure call’d in art Ironia.
Dul. I humbly thank your worthy piety
That through your only means I have obtained
So fit, [so] loving, and desired a husband.
Gon. Death o’ discretion! if I should prove a fool now. Am not I an ass, think you, ha? I will have
them both bound together, and sent to the Duke of Ferrara presently. 471
Tib. I am sure, good father, we are both bound together as fast as the priest can make us already. I thank you for it, kind father; I thank you only for’t.
Hercules Enters in his own shape.
Herc. And as for sending them to the Duke of Ferrara, see, my good lord, Ferrara’s o’erjoy’d prince meets thee in fullest wish.
Gon. By the Lord! I am ashamed of myself, that’s the plain troth; but I know now wherefore this parliament[293] was. What a slumber have I been in! 480