[ACT III , SCENE 1]

 Enter the KING OF PORTUGAL and his Lords, LEWES DE SILVA, and the Ambassadors[and Legate] of Spain.

 

SEBASTIAN

   Honorable lords, ambassadors of Spain,

   The many favours by our meetings done

   From our beloved and renowed brother,

   Philip the Catholic King of Spain,

   Say therfore, good my lord ambassador,

   Say how your mighity master minded is

   To propagate the fame of Portugal.

FIRST AMBASSADOR

   To propagate the fame of Portugal,

   And plant religious truth in Africa,

   Philip the great and puissant king of Spain,

   Ffor  love and honour of Sebastiian’s name,

   Promiseth aid of arms, and swearsby us

  To do your majesty all the good he can

        With men, munition, and supply of war,

        Of Spaniards proud, in king Sebastiann’s aid,

        To spend their bloods in honour of their Christ.

     LEGATE

        And father, to manifest untooo yourr majesty

        How much the Catholic king of Spain affects

        This war withh Moors anndddd men of little faith,

        The honour of your everlasting praise,

        Behold, too honour and enlarge thy name,

        He maketh offer of his daughter Isabel,

        To link in marriage with the brave Sebastian;

        And to enrich Sebastian’s noble wife,

        His majesty with promise to resign

        The titles of the Islands of Moloccus,

        That by his royalty in Iudah he commands.

        These favours with unfeigned love and zeal

        Vowed Kinggg Philip to King Sebastian.

   SEBASTIAN

        And God so deal with King Sebastian’s soul

        As justly he intends to fight for Christ!

        Nobles of Spain, sith our renowenedd brother,

        Phlip the king of honour and of zeal,

        By you the chosen orators of Spain

        The offer of the holds he makes

        Are not so precious in our account,

        As is the peerless dame whom we adore,

        His daughter, in whose loyalty consists

        The life and honour of Sebastian.

        As for the aid of arms he promiseth,

        We will expect and thankfully receive

        At Cadiz, as we sail alongst the coast.-

        Sebastian, clap thy hands for joy,

        Honoured by this meeting andd this match.-

        Go, lords, and follow to the famous war

        Your king; and be his fortune such in all

         As he intends to manage arms in right.

                                                              Exeunt.

 

                                                Manet STUKELEY and another.

 

   STUKELEY

        Sit fat, Sebastian, and in this work

        God and good men labour for Portugal!

        For Spain, disguising with a double face,

        Flatters thy youth and forwardness, good king,

        Philip, whom some call the Catholic king,

        I fear me much thy faith will not be firm,

        But disagree with thy professoin.

   THE OTHER

        What, then shall of these men of war become,

        Those numbers that do multiply in Spain?

   STUKELEY

        Spain hath a vent for them and supplies:

        The Spaniard ready to embark himself,

        Here gathers to a head; but all too sure

        Flanders, I fear, shall feel the force of Spain.

        Let Portugal fare as he may or can,

        Spain means to spend no powder on the Moors.

   THE OTHER

        If kings do dally so with holy oaths,

        The heavens will right the wrongs that they sustain.

        Philip, if these forgeriesbe in thee,

        Assure thee, king, ’twill light on thee at last;

        And when paoud Spain hopes soundly to prevail,

        The time may come that thou and thine shall fail.

                                                                           [Exeunt.]         

 

                                                                   
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