_Char_. I am amazd: what I have reade & heard
Tournes me like _Gorgon_ into senclessnes.
He speaks heare of a rynge, a wytchcraft rynge,
By which I was inchaunted to hys syster.
Where is that damned juell?

_Tur_. Here in my safe possessyon, thys is it,
Which at her deathe, lodgd underneathe her tonge,
I found by carefull searche. Good deare sir, keepe it
And hencefourthe onlye love your royall selfe.
The spell is past example, & hys synne
Can onlye ballance downe the wyckednes.

_Gan_. Butt I confes it, & the sorcerrer
That made it I did murder conynglye,
And at her deathe had I recompast it,
I had beene kynge of _Fraunce_. Thys noble knave
Was pryvie to the passadge.

_Did_. Tys toe late
Nowe to denye it: deathe never bryngs hys smarte
But when a strycks gaynst lawe or gaynst desarte.

_Char_. Away with them, & see theym presentlye
Broken uppon the wheele.
[_Ex. Gan. Did. & guard_.
Nephewe, for you
I give you freelye here the realme of _Spayne_
And all domynions in it; for your guarde