Act V., Sc. 1]
TRAGEDY OF BRENNORALT
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ACT V
Scene I
Enter Brennoralt and Stratheman
Bren. What made thee stop?
Str. One in's falling sickness
Had a fit which choked the passage; but all is well.
Softly, we are near the place.[Exeunt
Alarum within, and fight; then enter Almerin in his nightgown
Alm. What noise is here to-night? Something on fire?
What, ho!5
Send to the virgin-tower; there is disorder thereabouts.
Enter Soldiers
Sol. All's lost, all's lost!
The enemy's upon the place of arms;
And is by this time master of that and of the tower.
Alm. Thou liest![Strikes him10
Enter Morat
Mor. Save yourself, my lord, and haste unto the camp;
Ruin gets in on every side.
Alm. There's something in it, when this fellow flies.
Villains, my arms! I'll see what devil, reigns.[Exeunt
Scene II
Enter Iphigene and Francelia
Iph. Look, the day breaks!
Fran. You think I'll be so kind
As swear it does not now? Indeed, I will not.
Iph. Will you
Not send me neither your picture, when y'are gone?
That, when my eye is famish'd for a look,5
It may have where to feed,
And to the painted feast invite my heart.
Fran. Here, take this virgin bracelet of my hair,
And if, like other men, thou shalt hereafter
Throw it with negligence10
'Mongst the records of thy weak female conquests;