Gycia: A Tragedy in Five Acts
A soldier could thus use a courtier's tongue.

Asan. If being bred in courts would give me power

To put my thought in words, then would I fain

Be courtier for thy sake.

Gycia.

Ah, sir, you jest.

The ways of courts we know not, but I bid thee

Good welcome to our city, and I prithee

Command whatever service our poor Cherson

Can give whilst thou art here. (To Megacles) Pray you, my lord,

Megacles

Accompany his Highness and our household

To the apartments which our serving men

Have now prepared. They are but poor, I know,

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For one who lives the stately life of kings;

But such as our poor means can reach they are.

Meg. My lady, I have lived long time in courts,

But never, in the palaces of Rome,


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