(BAR:M:1:) <Actus pri9: Scaea. pria>.
<Enter Barnauelt, Modes|bargen, Leidenberch>,
<Bar>. The <Prince> of <Orange> now, all names are lost els
that hee^s alone the Father of his Cuntrie[,
said you not soe[
<Leid>. I speake the peoples Language
<Bar>. That to his Arme, z Sword, the <Prouinces> owe
their flourishing peace[, That hee^s the Armyes soule
by which it moves to Victorie[
<Mod>. So ^tis said, Sr.
<Leid>. nay: more: that without him, dispaire, and ruyn(n)
had ceaizd on all, and buried quick our safeties.
<Vand>. That not had he in Act, betterd #or Counsailes
and in his execution set them #of,
all we designd had ben but as a tale
forgot as soone as told.
<Leid>. and with such Zeale
this is deliuerd, that the <Prince> beleeves it;
For Greatnes in hir owne worth, confident
doth neuer waigh, but with a covetous hand
hir lightest meritts: and who add the scale
<Vand>. ^Tis this that swells his pride
beyond those . . .