heard, I can but only say,
That Miracles are yet in use. I fear
I have offended.

Porphycio:

You have spoken nobly.
_Antinous_ use your priviledge.

Antinous:

Princely Fathers,
E're I begin, one suit I have to make,
'Tis just, and honourable.

Porphycio Possenne:

Speak, and have it.

Antinous:

That you would please the souldiers might all stand
247] Together by their General.

Possenne:

'Tis granted.
All fall to yonder side: Go on, _Antinous_.

Antinous:

I shall be brief and plain: all what my Father
(This Countries Patron) hath discours'd, is true.
Fellows in Arms: speak you, is't true?

Souldiers:

True, true.

Antinous:

It follows, that the blaze of my performance
Took light from what I saw him do: and thus
A City (though the flame be much more dreadfull)
May from a little spark be set on fire;
Of all what I have done, I shall give instance
Only in three main proofs of my desert.
First I sought out (but through how many dangers
My Lords judge ye) the chief, the great Commander,
The head of that huge body, whose proud weight
Our Land shrunk under, him I found and fought with,
Fought with, and slew. Fellows in Arms, speak you,
Is't true or not?

Souldiers:

True, true.

Antinous:

When he was faln,
The hearts of all our adversaries
Began to quail, till young _Fernando_, son
To the last Duke of _Venice_ gather'd head,
And soon renew'd the field, by whose example
The bold Venetians doubling strength and courage
Had got the better of the day; our men
Supposing that their adversaries grew
Like _Hydra's_ head, recoyle, and 'gan to flye:
I follow'd them; and what I said, they know;
The summe on't is; I call'd them back, new rankt them;
Led on, they follow'd, shrunk not t[i]ll the end:
Fellows in Arms is't true, or no?

Souldiers:

True, true.

Antinous:

Lastly, to finish all, there was but one,
The only great exploit; which was to take
_Fernando_ prisoner, and that hand to hand
In single fight I did: my self without
The help of any arm, save the arm of Heaven.
Speak Souldiers, is it true, or no?
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Souldiers:

_Antinous, Antinous_.

Antinous:

Behold my prisoner