Pro. Who then? his Spirit?
Val. Neither,
Pro. What then?
Val. Nothing
Lau. Can nothing speake? Master, shall I strike?
Pro. Who wouldst thou strike?
Lau. Nothing
Pro. Villaine, forbeare
Lau. Why Sir, Ile strike nothing: I pray you
Pro. Sirha, I say forbeare: friend Valentine, a word
Val. My eares are stopt, & cannot hear good newes,
So much of bad already hath possest them
Pro. Then in dumbe silence will I bury mine,
For they are harsh, vn-tuneable, and bad
Val. Is Siluia dead?
Pro. No, Valentine
Val. No Valentine indeed, for sacred Siluia,
Hath she forsworne me?
Pro. No, Valentine
Val. No Valentine, if Siluia haue forsworne me.
What is your newes?
Lau. Sir, there is a proclamation, y you are vanished