KING
Here's to Medina's heart with all my heart.
MEDINA
My heart shall pledge your heart i'th deepest draught
That ever Spaniard drank.
KING
Medina mocks me,
Because I wrong her with the largest bowl.
I'll change with thee Onaelia.
Malateste rages.
QUEEN
Sir, you shall not!
KING
Fear you I cannot fetch it off?
QUEEN
Malateste!
KING
This is your scorn to her, because I am doing
This poorest honour to her. Music sound,
It goes were it ten fathoms to the ground.
Cornets play. King drinks, Queen and Malateste storm.
MALATESTE
Fate strikes with the wrong weapon.