Bust. Or were the Navy
Greater, as fame gives out it is the fayrest
That ever danced upon these Seas, why yet
Should we suspect for this Citty?
Fer. Because we dreame soe.
Ten. If you did dreame it may be as neare truth: I wish the contrary, but know them daring Enemyes.
Fer. The world, we doe acknowledge, cannot boast More resolution then the English hearts Seasond for action.
Ten. Francisco Bustamente, how is the Castle? what strength?
Bust. A fort impregnable, wanting neyther soldiers nor munition.
Ten. Well, looke to't.
Fer. How ere
That wilbe necessary; the fort lyes in
The mouth of danger, and it will become
You to discharge that duty, Bustamente.
Bust. With my best care.
Ten. I wish all well, and that you had not yet Discharg'd your Companyes, Don Fernando.