Then, Brusor, come; and with some few men
Let's sail to Rhodes with all convenient speed:
For, till I fold Perseda in mine arms,
My troubled ears are deaf'd with love's alarms.
[Exeunt.
Enter Perseda, Lucina, and Basilisco.
Perseda.
Now, Signer Basilisco, which like you,
The Turkish or our nation best?
Basilisco.
That which your ladyship will have me like.
Lucina.
I am deceiv'd, but you were circumcis'd?
Basilisco.