ACT I
Scene 1. A pavilion in vineyard near Dion's house. Enter Dion and Aristocles, followed by Brentio and Tichus.
Dion. That Dionysius bends the neck of pomp
To do you honor, shows an eye yet false
To your true merit.
Aris. But 'tis better, Dion,
Than to have found his frowning archers planted
Point to our landing ship.
Dion. He'd not have dared