I pray thee, mark me, -that a brother should be so perfidious! -he whom, next thyself, of all the world I loved, and to him put the manage of my state; as at that time through all the signories it was the first, and Prospero the prime duke.
I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated to closeness and the bettering of my mind with that which, but by being so retired, o'er-prized all popular rate, in my false brother awaked an evil nature.
So dry he was for sway, wi' the King of Naples to give him annual tribute, do him homage, subject his coronet to his crown, and bend the dukedom, yet unbow'd, -alas, poor, Milan!-
The King of Naples, being an enemy to me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; which was, that he, in lieu o' the premises of homage and I know not how much tribute, should presently extirpate me and mine out of the dukedom.
A treacherous army levied, one midnight fated to the purpose, did Antonio open the gates of Milan.
A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, out of his charity, who being then appointed master of thus design, did give us, with rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries.