Yes then and now, and ever, and excellent honest,
      And exercise this pastime but to shew ye,
      Great men are fools sometimes as well as wretches. 
      Would you were well hurt, with any hope of life,
      Cut to the brains, or run clean through the body,
      To get out quietly as you got in Sir,
      I wish it like a friend that loves ye dearly,
      For if my Husband take ye, and take ye thus a counterfeit,
      One that would clip his credit out of his honour,
      He must kill ye presently,
      There is no mercy nor an hour of pity,
      And for me to intreat in such an agony,
      Would shew me little better than one guilty,
      Have you any mind to a Lady now?

Duke of Medina: 

      Would I were off fair,
      If ever Lady caught me in a trap more.

Margarita: 

      If you be well and lusty, fy fy shake not,
      You say you love me, come, come bravely now,
231] Despise all danger, I am ready for ye.

Duke of Medina: 

      She mocks my misery, thou cruel Lady.

Margarita: 

      Thou cruel Lord, wouldst thou betray my honesty,
      Betray it in mine own house, wrong my Husband,
      Like a night thief, thou darst not name by day-light?

Duke of Medina: 

      I am most miserable.

Margarita: 

      You are indeed,
      And like a foolish thing you have made your self so,
      Could not your own discretion tell ye Sir,
      When I was married I was none of yours? 
      Your eyes were then commanded to look off me,
      And I now stand in a circle and secure,
      Your spells nor power can never reach my body,
      Mark me but this, and then Sir be most miserable,
      ’Tis sacriledge to violate a wedlock,
      You rob two Temples, make your self twice guilty,
      You ruine hers, and spot her noble Husbands.

Duke of Medina: 

      Let me be gone, I’le never more attempt ye.

Margarita: 

      You cannot goe, ’tis not in me to save ye,
      Dare ye do ill, and poorly then shrink under it? 
      Were I the Duke Medina, I would fight now,
      For you must fight and bravely, it concerns you,
      You do me double wrong if you sneak off Sir,
      And all the world would say I lov’d a coward,
      And you must dye too, for you will be kill’d,
      And leave your youth, your honour and your state,
      And all those dear delights you worship’t here.

[Noise below.

Duke of Medina: 

      The noise again!

Cacafogo below: 

      Some small beer if you love me.

Margarita: 

      The Devil haunts you sure, your sins are mighty. 
      A drunken Devil too, to plague your villany.