God grant that to Pope Julius! Domine,
Exaudi me, Pater omnnipotens!
I hate these Borgia! At their corner-stone,
Where lie their votive gifts of blood and gold
To Fortune, I will shake them—though, in exile,
I serve them for a while, to please this monarch
Whose voice can triple-crown.
Enter Duke Cesare de Valentinois.
Illustrious,
I give you joy—a bridegroom, formerly
A Cardinal—much joy!
CESARE.
Thanks! Are campaigns of war
As tedious as these contracts? Naples first....
Naples will rue her part.
GIULIANO.
And then old D’Albret.
CESARE.
His clutch on ducats and on documents!
My lord, you have reported....