Actus Primus.
Scaena Prima.
Enter Duke, Shamount, and four Gentlemen.
Duke.
SHamount, welcome; we have mist thee long,
Though absent but two days: I hope your sports
Answer your time and wishes.
Sham.
Very nobly Sir;
We found game, worthy your delight my Lord,
It was so royal.
Duke.
I've enough to hear on't.
Prethee bestow't upon me in discourse.
1 Gent.
What is this Gentleman, Coz? you are a Courtier,
Therefore know all their insides.
2 Gent.
No farther than the Tassaty goes, good Coz.
For the most part, which is indeed the best part
Of the most general inside; marry thus far
I can with boldness speak this one mans character,
And upon honor, pass it for a true one;
He has that strength of manly merit in him,
That it exceeds his Sovereigns power of gracing;
He's faithfully true to valour, that he hates
The man from Caesar's time, or farther off,
That ever took disgrace unreveng'd:
And if he chance to read his abject story,
He tears his memory out; and holds it virtuous,
Not to let shame have so much life amongst us;
There is not such a curious piece of courage