Hel. That you may well perceive I have not wrong'd you,
One of the greatest in the Christian world
Shall be my surety; ['fore] whose throne 'tis needful,
Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel:
Time was, I did him a desired office,
Dear almost as his life; [which] gratitude
Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd
His Grace [is at Marseilles;] to which place
We have convenient convoy. You must know,