Any without our knowledge, presently
To bend their strength upon 'em.

_Sold_. It shalbe don. [_Exit_.

1 _Cap_. Do you disperse to the old Companies,
Bid 'em be ready; tell 'em now is the time,
And charge 'em keepe a strong eye ore the Burgers.
Ile up to'th Guard.

_Sold_. Wee'le doe it seriously.

[_Exeunt_.

SCAENA 4.

_Enter Prince of Orange, William,
Captaine,[159] Leiutenant, &c_.

_Or_. None of our frends upon the Portt? Is this the welcom
Of such a Towne, so bound in preservation
To us and ours?

2 _Cap_. The Prince is sadly angry.

_Leiut_. Can ye blame him, Captaine, when such a den of dog whelps
Are fosterd here against him? You will rouse anon:
There are old Companies sure, honest and faithfull,
That are not poysond with this ranck infection.
Now they appeare, Sir.

_Enter Captaine[160] on the walls_.

1 _Cap_. Will your Grace please to enter?

_Or_. And thanck ye too.

1 _Cap_. The Port is open for ye.

_Or_. You see my number.

1 _Cap_. But I hope 'tis more, Sir.

_Or_. Theis must in first; 'Twill breed a good securitie.

1 _Cap_. We stand all ready for your Grace.

_Or_. We thanck ye.

1 _Cap_. What Companies come on, Sir.

_Or_. Three Troope of horse,
That will be with ye presently: keepe strong the Port.

1 _Cap_. Enter when please your Grace; we shall stand sure, Sir.

[_Exeunt_.

SCAENA 5.

_Enter Leidenberge, Vandermitten,[161] Rock Giles_.

_Leid_. Is he come in, do you say?

_Vand_. He is, but followed
So slenderly and poore.

_Leid_. We are undon then;
He knowes too well what ground he ventures on.
Where are the _Arminian_ Soldiers?

_R. Giles_. They stand ith' market place.

_Leid_. Are they well armd?

_R. Giles_. Ready to entertaine him.

_Leid_. Who commaunds the Port?

_Vand_. The _English_.

_Leid_. Ten towsand devills!
Odd's sacrament! a meere trick to betray us.

_Vand_. We can discover none behind.

_Leid_. A trick:
Those _English_ are the men borne to undooe us.

_Enter Messenger_.[162]

_Mess_. Arme, arme, and now stand to your ancient freedoms!
Three troope of horse, ten Companies of foote
Are enterd now the Port.

_Leid_. I told ye, Gentlemen.

_Mess_. The _English_ make a stand upon the new Companies,
Ready to charge 'em if they stirr.

_Leid_. Oh mischief!
All our designes are crackt, layed op