Fesenio. A Castelvin, and speak thus of our foe?
Dorotea. The daughters of Verona do esteem
Roselo Montes much, we Castelvines too
Admire his noble presence, and he's brave.
Methinks our Julia's eyes did brighten oft
As he did pass along. [Drums without.
Fesenio. I hear the drums, some edict they proclaim.
Dorotea. Go learn the cause, I fear some evil
Greater than before.
Scene II.—An Orchard by Antonio's house.
Roselo. Hast well secured our ladder cords?
Marin. Sir, all is secure.
Roselo. At last we're 'neath the orchard wall!
Marin. My love and duty found me wings;
Am I not watchful ever to defend thee,
Should aught of danger or mishap surprise?
He who of little value holds his life,
Hath naught to fear in love or strife.
Roselo. Thy love for Celia, not for me:
'Tis that which makes thee bold and venturous.
Marin. Thou see'st my love divided;
One half for her, the other half for thee.
Roselo. As I sweet Julia come to woo, so thou,
To bid a long farewell to Celia comest now.
Marin. Well, that is true; but Celia's love
Could not alone have drawn me here, the dove.
But now I see thee safe beyond the wall,
I cannot but admire such love and constancy;
For how we came so safely and unknown,
So easy and unharm'd, I know not.
