ng cock doth bravely strut?
_2nd Gentleman (whispers)_
Whist, little friend, this is the mighty Quezox,
Who doth within his hand hold destiny.
Twere best for business purposes to yield
Apparent homage, though we him disdain.
_1st Gentleman (turns to Quezox)_
Ho! Ho! I did a mistake serious make
In expectation that a mind so great
Would find its home within a form most grand,
But like mine own it chose a cottage small.
_Bonset:_ Well, Gentlemen, so you like not the line,
Proceed to scramble in at your sweet will.

_All speak:_
A trifling discord doth like sauce in soup
Make betterment. Hence we my now declaim,
In happy vein: "All's well that endeth well."

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ACT VI

Dramatis Personae

_Francos_ . . . . . . _Governor General of a Province._
_Quezox_ . . . . . . _Resident Delegate from the Province._
_Halstrom_ . . . . . _Aide to the Governor._
_Carpen_ . . . . . . _Executive Secretary._
_Filipino Gentlemen._
_Muchacho._

_Scene I: A garden._

_Quezox sits in an arbor with lute in hand; sings._

I.

My lute doth troll the longings of my heart;
Deep-rooted there
Are forms so fair
Whose mem'ry of my life doth form a part.

II.

But like the knights of old, when action calls,
My Lady fair,
With raven hair,
Must be forgot till lovelit twilight falls.

III.

But then those forms angelic in each line,
With happy smile
Which doth beguile,
Appear before me, whisp'ring love divine.

_Quezox soliloquizes:_
But Venus, though enwrapped by passion's robe,
Like mortals, tires and seeks her restful bow'r,
While duties stern demanding thought profound
So that the morrow's needs were ably met,
Shall for the nonce supplant within my mind
All dreams of those who, fairy-like, do waft
Themselves unbidden to my mental home
Unless most firm resolve doth bar them hence.