O! there is innocence
Even in Burgos.
[Exit COUNTESS.]
SCENE 3
A Chamber in the Royal Palace. The INFANTA SOLISA alone.
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I can but think my father will be just
And see us righted. O 'tis only honest,
The hand that did this wrong should now supply
The sovereign remedy, and balm the wound
Itself inflicted. He is with him now;
Would I were there, unseen, yet seeing all!
But ah! no cunning arras could conceal
This throbbing heart. I've sent my little Page,
To mingle with the minions of the Court,
And get me news. How he doth look, bow eat,
What says he and what does, and all the haps
Of this same night, that yet to me may bring
A cloudless morrow. See, even now he comes.
[Enter the PAGE.]
Prithee what news? Now tell me all, my child,
When thou'rt a knight, will I not work the scarf
For thy first tourney! Prithee tell me all.
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O lady mine, the royal Seneschal
He was so crabbed, I did scarcely deem
I could have entered.
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Cross-grained Seneschal!
He shall repent of this, my pretty Page;
But thou didst enters?
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