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The White Devil by John Webster
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Fran. Farewell, good Marcello:
All the best fortunes of a soldier's wish
Bring you a-shipboard.


Cam. Were I not best, now I am turn'd soldier,
Ere that I leave my wife, sell all she hath,
And then take leave of her?


Mont. I expect good from you,
Your parting is so merry.


Cam. Merry, my lord! a' th' captain's humour right,
I am resolved to be drunk this night. [Exeunt.


Fran. So, 'twas well fitted; now shall we discern
How his wish'd absence will give violent way
To Duke Brachiano's lust.


Mont. Why, that was it;
To what scorn'd purpose else should we make choice
Of him for a sea-captain? and, besides,
Count Lodowick, which was rumour'd for a pirate,
Is now in Padua.
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