Dion.
Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do't ^note:
'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known.
Thou canst not do a thing i' the ^note world so soon,
To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience,
Which is but ^note cold, inflaming love i' thy bosom, ^note
Inflame too nicely ^note; nor let pity, which
Even women ^note have cast off, melt thee, but be
A soldier to thy purpose. ^{note note}

Leon.
I will ^note do't; but yet she is a goodly creature.

Dion.

The fitter then the gods ^note should have her. Here she comes weeping for ^note her only mistress' death. ^note Thou art resolved? ^{note note note}

Leon.

I am resolved.

Mar.
No, ^note I will rob ^note Tellus ^note of her weed,
To strew thy green ^note with flowers: the yellows, blues,
The purple violets, and marigolds,
Shall, as a carpet ^note, hang upon thy grave,
While summer-days do ^note last. Ay ^note me! poor maid,
Born in a tempest, when my mother died,
This world to me is like ^note a lasting ^note storm,
Whirring ^note me from my friends. ^note

Dion.
How now, Marina! why do you ^note keep ^note alone?
How chance ^note my daughter is not with you?
Do not consume your blood with sorrowing:

You have a nurse of me. ^note Lord, how ^note your favour's ^note
Changed ^note with this unprofitable woe!
Come, ^note give me your flowers ^note, ere the sea mar it ^note.
Walk ^{note note} with Leonine; the air is ^note quick ^note there,
And it pierces and sharpens ^note the stomach.
Come, Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her. ^note

Mar.

No, I pray you; I'll not bereave you of your Servant. ^note

Dion.
Come, come;
I love ^note the king your father and yourself
With more than foreign heart. We every day
Expect him here: when he shall ^note come, and find
Our paragon to all reports thus blasted,
He will repent the breadth of his great voyage;
Blame both my lord and me, that we have taken
No care to ^note your best courses. Go, I pray you,
Walk, and be cheerful once again; reserve ^note
That excellent complexion, which did steal
The eyes of young and old. ^note Care not for me;
I can go home alone. ^note

Mar.
Well, I will go;
But yet I have no desire to it ^note. ^note

Dion.
Come, come, I know 'tis good for you.
Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least:
Remember what I have said.

Leon.
I warrant you, madam.

Dion.
I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while:
Pray, ^note walk softly, do not heat ^note your blood:
What! I must have a care of you. ^note

Mar.
My thanks ^note, sweet madam. [Exit Dionyza. ^note
Is this ^note wind westerly that blows? ^note

Leon.
South-west.

Mar.
When I was born, the wind was north.

Leon.
Was't ^note so?

Mar.
My father, as nurse said ^note, did never fear,
But cried ‘Good seamen!’ to the sailors, galling
His kingly hands, haling ropes ^note;
And, clasping to the mast, endured a sea
That almost burst the deck. ^note

Leon.
When was this?

Mar.
When I was born:
Never was waves nor wind more violent;
And from the ladder-tackle washes off
A canvas-climber. ‘Ha!’ says ^note one, ‘wilt out? ^note’
And with a dropping ^note industry they skip ^note
From stem to stern ^note: the boatswain whistles, and ^note

The master calls and trebles their confusion ^note. ^note

Leon.
Come, say your prayers ^note. ^note

Mar.
What mean you?

Leon.
If you require a little space for prayer,
I grant it: pray; but be not tedious,
For ^note the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn
To do my work with haste. ^note

Mar.
Why will ^note you kill me?

Leon.
To satisfy my lady.

Mar.
Why would she have me kill'd?
Now ^note, as I can remember, by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life:
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
To any living creature: believe me, la ^note,
I never kill'd a mouse, nor hurt a fly:
I trod ^note upon a worm ^note against my will,
But I wept for it. How have I offended,
Wherein my death might yield her any profit,
Or my life imply her any danger ^note? ^note

Leon.
My commission
Is not to reason of the deed, but do 't. ^{note note}

Mar.
You will not do 't for all the world, I hope.
You are well favour'd ^note, and your looks foreshow
You have a gentle ^note heart. I saw you lately,

When you caught ^note hurt in parting two that fought:
Good sooth, it show'd ^note well in you: do so now:
Your lady seeks my life; come you ^note between,
And save poor me, the weaker. ^note

Leon.
I am sworn,
And will dispatch. ^note [He seizes her. ^note Enter Pirates. ^note

First Pirate.

Hold, villain!

Sec. Pirate.

A prize! a prize!

Third Pirate.

Half-part, mates, half-part. Come let's have her aboard suddenly.

Leon.
These roguing ^note thieves serve the great pirate Valdes;
And they have seized Marina. Let her go:
There's no hope she will ^note return. I'll swear she's dead,
And thrown into the sea. But I'll see further:
Perhaps they will but please ^note themselves upon her,
Not carry her aboard. If she remain, ^note
Whom they have ravish'd must by me ^note be slain. [Exit. ^note

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