Alen. Ill fare his soule that would extenuate
The rigor of your life-confounding doome!
I am prepar'd with all my hart to die,
For thats th' end of humaine miserie.
Duke. Then thus: you shall be hang'd immediately, For your illusion of the Magistrates With borrowed shapes of false antiquitie.
Alen. Thrice-happy sentence, which I do imbrace
With a more fervent and unfained zeale
Then an ambicious rule-desiring man
Would do a Iem-bedecked Diadem,
Which brings more watchfull cares and discontent
Then pompe or honor can remunerate.
When I am dead, let it be said of me,
Alenso died to set his father free.
Fal. That were a freedome worse than servitude
To cruell Turke or damned Infidell.
Most righteous Judge, I do appeale for Iustice,
Justice on him that hath deserved death,
Not on Alenso; he is innocent.
Alen. But I am guiltie of abetting him, Contrarie to his Maiestie's Edict, And therefore death is meritorious.
Fall. I am the wretch that did subborne the slaves, To murther poore Pertillo in the wood. Spare, spare Alenso! he is innocent.
Duke. What strange appeale is this! we know thee not: None but Fallerio is accusde hereof.
Alen. Then, father, get you hence, depart in time, Least being knowne you suffer for the crime.
Fal. Depart, and leave thee clad in horrors cloake,
And suffer death for true affection!
Although my soule be guiltie of more sinne,
Then ever sinfull soule were guiltie of,
Yet fiends of hell would never suffer this.
I am thy father, though unworthy so:
Oh, still I see these weeds do feare your eyes.
I am Fallerio, make no doubt of me, [Put off.
Though thus disguisde, in habite, countenance,
Only to scape the terror of the lawe.
Alen. And I Alenso that did succour him
Gainst your commaundement, mightie Soveraigne.
Ponder your oath, your vowe, as God did live,
I should not live, if I did rescue him.
I did, God lives, and will revenge it home,
If you defer my condigne punishment.