FIDELIA.
And I, your daughter, anything that lawful is to do.
DUKE.
Is it not right and lawful both to help thy brother's woe?
FIDELIA.
It's neither right nor lawful, sir, to help my deadly foe.
DUKE.
If he have been thy foe, he may become thy friend.
FIDELIA.
And when I see that come to pass, I may some succour send.
DUKE.
But wherefore shouldst thou be so cruel unto him?
FIDELIA.
Because unto my dearest friend so spiteful he hath been.
DUKE.
Nay, stubborn girl, but then I will constrain thee, I.
Lay hold on her: myself will then, sith she doth it deny.
FIDELIA.
Assist me, righteous gods, in this extremity.
BOMELIO. [To DUKE, aside.]
Ah, pardon-a, pardon-a: please you, let me a while wit' her alone,
And me warrant me make her consent to you anon;
Else me give her a powder with a little drink,
Whish make her sleep; and den, when she noting tink,
Wit' de sharp rasher, me prick her by and by,
And stop it again, and she no feel why.
Please you begone, and let us two alone here.
Me make her consent, you no point fear.