DAENIA
None till he speaks, and that we know his voice.
Who are you?
BALTHAZAR (within) An honest house-keeper in Rosemary Lane <54> too, if you dwell in the same parish.
MEDINA
Oh 'tis our honest soldier, give him entrance.
BALTHAZAR
Men show like coarses, for I meet few but are stuck with Rosemary.
Every one asked me who was married today, and I told them Adultery
and Repentance, and that Shame and a Hangman followed them to church.
MEDINA
There's but two parts to play, shame has done hers,
But execution must close up the scene,
And for that cause these sprigs are worn by all,
Bags of marriage, now of funeral,
For death this day turns courtier.
BALTHAZAR
Who must dance with him?
MEDINA
The King, and all that are our opposites.
That dart or this must fly into the court
Either to shoot this blazing star from Spain,
Or else so long to wrap him up in clouds,
Till all the fatal fires in him burn out,
Leaving his state and conscience clear from doubt
Of following uproars.
ALBA
Kill not, but surprise him.
CARLO
That's my voice still.
MEDINA
Thine, soldier?