Castle.
_Dicke Pike_, The Devonshire Soldier.
_Don John_, A Colonel.
_Buzzano_, Servant to Pedro Guzman.
_Eleonora_, Daughter to Fernando.
_Catelina_, Wife to Don John.
_A Gentlewoman_.
_An English Captaine_.
_Mr. Jewell_.
_Mr. Hill_.
_Secretary_.
_Mr. Woodrow_.
_A Jaylor_.
_Two Fryers_.
_A Guard_.
_English Soldiers_.
_Spanish Soldiers_.

The Play of Dick of Devonshire.

_Actus Primus_.

(SCENE 1.)

_Enter Don Pedro Gusman, Henrico and Manuell, his sons;
Don Fernando and Eleanora, his daughter, and Teniente_.

_Pedr_. Gentlemen, y'have much honourd me to take
Such entertainement, but y'are welcome all.
'Twas my desire to have your company
At parting: heaven knowes when we shall meete againe.

_Ten_. You are for _France_ then too?

_Man_. I wayte on my father.

_Pedr_. _Henrico_.

_Ferd_. _Eleonora_.

_Ten_. But how chance, _Manuell_, your younger brother
Is at the Goale before you? What, no Lady
To please your eye?

_Man_. I am not
Yet weary of my freedome. May _Henrico_
Meete Joy in his Election: yet I know not
One I would sooner chuse to call a sister
Than _Eleonora_.

_Pedr_. At my returne from France all things shall bee
Consummate; in meane time let your owne hearts,
Knitt with the strongest tye of love, be merry
In mutuall embraces, and let your prayers
Fill our departing sayles. Our stay will not
Bee long, and the necessity of my affaires
Unwillingly doth take me from you.

_Hen_. Though I could wish your stay, my duty bidds me
Expect the enjoying of my happines
Till your returne from _France_.--Your blessing.

_Eleo_. How ever heaven dispose of _Eleonora_,
Pray write me in your thoughts your humblest daughter,
That shall make it a part of her devotions
To pray for you.

_Fer_. Well, sir, since your designe
Pulls you away, may your good Angell guard you.

_Ten_. The like wish I, _Don Pedro_.

_Fer_. _Manuell_, I hope
You will not long breath out of _Spanish_ ayre.
Farewell!

_Pedr_. My thanks to all.--Stay!

[_Peeces dischargd_.

_Fer_. The Captaine of the Castle come to interpret
That language to us? What newes?

_Enter Bustamente_.

_Bust_. Such as will make all _Spaine_ dance in Canary.
The _Brasile_ fleete--

_Pedr_. Arriv'd?

_Bust_. Is putting into harbour, and aloud
Calls for a Midwife: she is great with gold
And longs to be delivered.

_Pedr_.