Enter Chorus.
Love.
Now, Fortune, what hast thou done in this latter
Passage?
Fortune.
I plac'd Erastus in the favour
Of Soliman the Turkish emperor.
Love.
Nay, that was Love, for I couched myself
In poor Erastus' eye, and with a look,
O'erspread with tears, bewitched Soliman:
Beside, I sat on valiant Brusor's tongue
To guide the praises of the Rhodian[412] knight;
Then in the ladies' passions I show'd my power:
And lastly, Love made Basilisco's tongue
To countercheck his heart by turning Turk,
And save his life, in spite of Death's despite.
Death.
How chanc'd[413] it then, that Love and Fortune's power
Could neither save Philippo nor his son,
Nor Guelpio, nor Signior Julio,
Nor rescue Rhodes from out the hands of Death?
Fortune.