Alc. At first they cried all war, as men resolved
To lose both life and honour at one cast:
At which I thunder’d words all clad in proof,
Which struck amazement to their palled speech,
And tribute presently was yielded up.
But, madam Bell’-Imperia, leave we this,
And talk of former suits and quests of love.
They whisper. Enter Lazarotto.
Laz. ’Tis all about the court Andrea’s come:
Would I might greet him! and I wonder much,