Hat. The yron Mills are excellent for that.
I have a pattent[172] drawne to that effect;
If they goe up, downe goes the goodly trees;
Ile make them search the earth to find new fire.
Alf. We two are brothers, and the Duke's our brother.
Shall we be brothers in Commission?
And Ile perswade him to authorize thee
His substitute in Meath, when he enjoyes it.
Hat. Death, Ile get thee Regent under him
In Saxonie, to oppresse as well as I.
And we will share the profits, live like Kings,
And yet seeme liberall in common things.
Al. Content: what, though the Rats devour'd our brother?
Was not a Prophet murdered by a Lyon?
King Herod died of Lice, wormes doe eate us all;
The Rats are wormes, then let the Rats eate me.
Is the dead course prepar'd?
Hat. Embalm'd and coffin'd; The Citie keyes delivered to my hands; We stay but onely for his Excellence.
Enter Constantine.
Con. The Duke is comming, if it please your honors.
Al. And he is welcome; let the trumpets sound.
[Second florish.
Enter Duke of Saxon, Euphrata, and Julia.