[_Aside_.
[_Exeunt all but HIPPOLITA_.
_Hip_. As from some steep and dreadful precipice
The frighted traveller casts down his eyes,
And sees the ocean at so great a distance,
It looks as if the skies were sunk below him;
Yet if some neighbouring shrub (how weak soe'er)
Peeps up, his willing eyes stop gladly there,
And seem to ease themselves, and rest upon it:
So, in my desperate state, each little comfort
Preserves me from despair. Gonsalvo strove not
With greater care to give away his Julia,
Than I have done to part with my Gonsalvo;
Yet neither brought to pass our hateful wish.
Then, we may meet, since different ways we move,
Chasing each other in the maze of love.
[_Exit_.
SCENE III.
_Enter Don RODORICK, carried by two Servants_.
_1 Serv_. It was the only way that could be thought on,
To get down by the ladder to the boat.
_2 Serv_. You may thank me for that invention.
_Rod_. What a noise is here, when the least breath's
As dangerous as a tempest.
_2 Serv_. If any of those rogues should hear him talk,
In what a case were we?
_Rod_. O, patience! patience!--
This ass brays out for silence.
_Enter, at the other end, MANUEL, leading JULIA,
GONSALVO, HIPPOLITO, and AMIDEO_.
_Gons_. Hark! what noise is that? go softly.
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