Sinopsis

Scena Prima [Enter Gaspero, and Melitus] Melitus: Sir, you're the very friend I wish'd to meet with, I have a large discourse invites your ear To be an Auditor. Gaspero: And what concerns it? Melitus: The sadly thriving progress of the loves Between my Lord, the Prince, and that great Lady, Whose insolence, and never-yet-match'd Pride, Can by no Character be well exprest, But in her only name, the proud Erota. Gaspero: Alas, Melitus, I should guess the best Success your Prince could find from her, to be As harsh as the event doth prove: but now 'Tis not a time to pity ionate griefs, When a whole Kingdom in a manner lyes Upon its Death-Bed bleeding. Melitus: Who can tell Whether or no these plagues at once Hang over this unhappy Land for her sake That is a Monster in it? Gaspero: Here's the misery Of having a Child our Prince; else I presume The bold Venetians had not dar'd to attempt So bloody an invasion.