_Ab._ When is this council to be held again?
_Qu. M._ Immediately upon the duke's departure.
_Ab._ Why sends not then the king sufficient guards,
To seize the fiends, and hew them into pieces?
_Qu. M._ 'Tis in appearance easy, but the effect
Most hazardous; for straight, upon the alarm,
The city would be sure to be in arms;
Therefore, to undertake, and not to compass,
Were to come off with ruin and dishonour.
You know the Italian proverb--_Bisogna copriersi_[6],--
He, that will venture on a hornet's nest,
Should arm his head, and buckler well his breast.
_Ab._ But wherefore seems the king so unresolved?
_Qu. M._ I brought Polin, and made the demonstration;
Told him--necessity cried out, to take
A resolution to preserve his life,
And look on Guise as a reclaimless rebel:
But, through the natural sweetness of his temper,
And dangerous mercy, coldly he replied,--
Madam I will consider what you say.
_Ab._ Yet after all, could we but fix him--
_Qu. M._ Right,--
The business were more firm for this delay;
For noblest natures, though they suffer long,
When once provoked, they turn the face to danger.
But see, he comes, Alphonso Corso with him;
Let us withdraw, and when 'tis fit rejoin him. [_Exeunt._
_Enter King, and_ ALPHONSO CORSO.
_King._ Alphonso Corso.
_Alph._ Sir.
_King._ I think thou lovest me.
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