_Whiff._ The General speaks like a Gorgon.
_Bac._ All silent yet--where’s that mighty Courage, that cried so loud but now, A Council, a Council? where is your Resolution? cannot three hundred Pound excite your Valour to seize that Traitor _Bacon_ who has bled for you?
_All._ A _Bacon_, a _Bacon_, a _Bacon_. [Hollow.
_Down._ Oh villainous Cowards!--Oh the faithless Multitude!
_Bac._ What say you, Parson?--you have a forward Zeal.
_Dun._ I wish my Coat, Sir, did not hinder me from acting as becomes my Zeal and Duty.
_Whim._ A plaguy rugged Dog,--that Parson--
_Bac._ _Fearless_, seize me that canting Knave from out the Herd, and next those honourable Officers.
[Points to _Dull._ _Whim._ _Whiff_, and _Tim._ _Fearless_ seizes them, and gives them to the Soldiers, and takes the Proclamation from _Dunce_, and shews _Bacon_; they read it.
_Dull._ Seize us, Sir, you shall not need, we laid down our Commissions on purpose to come over to your Honour.
_Whiff._ We ever lov’d and honour’d your Honour.
_Tim._ So intirely, Sir--that I wish I were safe in _James_ Town for your sake, and your Honour were hang’d. [Aside.
_Bac._ This fine Piece is of your penning, Parson,--though it be countenanc’d by the Council’s Names.--Oh Ingratitude! Burn, burn the treacherous Town, fire it immediately.--
_Whiff._ Ay, ay, we’ll make a Bonfire on’t, and drink your Honour’s health round about it. [They offer to go.
_Bac._ Yet hold, my Revenge shall be more merciful, I ordered that all the Women of Rank shall be seiz’d and brought to my Camp. I’ll make their Husbands pay their Ransoms dearly; they’d rather have their Hearts bleed than their Purses.
_Fear._ Dear General, let me have the seizing of Colonel _Downright’s_ Daughter; I would fain be plundering for a Trifle call’d a Maiden-head.
_Bac._ On pain of Death treat them with all respect; assure them of the safety of their Honour. Now, all that will follow me, shall find a welcome, and those that will not, may depart in Peace.
_All._ Hay, a General, a General, a General. [Some Soldiers go off: Some go to the side of _Bacon_.
Enter _Daring_ and Soldiers, with _Chrisante_, _Surelove_, Mrs. _Whim._ and Mrs. _Whiff_, and several other Women.
_Bac._ Successful _Daring_, welcome, what Prizes have ye?