I look to you alone for rescue. Farewell. _Florence._"

I will! I will "Postscript. I hear you are
engaged in these dreadful wars. Pray heaven! you
have chosen aright; for I know not. But peril not
your life more than becomes true valour; for I have
heard you are dear to many. Adieu!" _I_ dear to
many?--let's see, there is my faithful serving-man--poor
fellow, he likes not this life, and doth assume
an amusing kind of fear, but I do believe thinking
more of me than himself. Well then; I had a dog;
but he was lost the night of our passage, when but
for his inveterate barking, for which I beat him, I
had surely been drowned in the cabin, where I slept,
when the vessel was stranded--he loved me; but for
more--I know them not.

O dearest Florence! were I lov'd indeed by thee,
There were indeed a bright star in the sky,
To guide my shatter'd bark of destiny! [_Retires, U.R._]

_Enter CROMWELL, IRETON, DESBOROUGH, and others,
U.E.L., ARTHUR joins them._

_Crom._ Thus, gentlemen, the reports being ended, I
would but detain you a short while in prayer.

_Des._ Nay! as I said before, we are fatigued, and
the body needs refreshment.