feat_summary_path: finished_summaries/shmoop/The White Devil/section_9_part_0.txt
feat_book_id: The White Devil.act 4.scene 3
feat_summary_id: act 4, scene 3
feat_summary: {"name": "Act 4, Scene 3", "url": "https://web.archive.org/web/20210510044810/https://www.shmoop.com/study-guides/literature/the-white-devil/summary/act-4-scene-3", "summary": "Francisco, Lodovico, Gasparo, and six Ambassadors all enter. They're at the Vatican. It's about to get holy up in here. Francisco tells Lodovico to guard the conclave so no one will disturb the cardinals as they vote on a pope. Lodovico agrees. Gasparo asks why the ambassadors are so well-dressed today, and Francisco explains that they're dressed in the clothing of the different orders of knights to which they belong. As servants come to bring dinner into the cardinals, Lodovico searches under the dishes to make sure that no one is sneaking in any bribes or secret messages to influence the election . But the cardinals turn away their meals--they're in the middle of the actual election of the pope. In a moment, the cardinal of Aragon steps out and announces the election of the pope in Latin: the new pope is Pope Paul IV... who is actually the same as Monticelso. At the same time, a servant comes up and tells Francisco that Vittoria and Brachiano have escaped. Francisco orders the matron arrested, and regrets sending the letter since it apparently gave Brachiano his own escape plan. He swears that he'll get his revenge, again. Monticelso arrives in state. He says that he is officially excommunicating Vittoria and Brachiano from the Church and banishing them and all their people from entering Rome. All exit except for Francisco and Lodovico. Francisco makes sure Lodovico's ready to get revenge. He also tells Lodovico that he is going to help out, and get some of the glory of the deed. Francisco exits. Monticelso re-enters and asks Lodovico why Francisco worked to get him pardoned and reverse his banishment. Lodovico says Francisco must be a generous dude. Monticelso knows there's more to it than that and keeps pressing, unsatisfied when Lodovico claims that Francisco was just telling him about a horse and nothing else a moment ago. Monticelso condemns Lodovico, saying that he knows he's out for some kind of murderous deed. Lodovico says that he'll tell him--but as a confessing sinner, so that Monticelso will be bound by religion not to tell. Lodovico admits that he pursued Isabella with lust, though she wasn't aware of it, and wants to avenge her murderer. Monticelso says this is damnable and denounces him before exiting. Lodovico is a little surprised, since he thought Monticelso wanted to avenge Camillo's murder. Francisco re-enters with a servant. He tells the servant to give a thousand ducats to Lodovico, and tell him they come from the Pope . Francisco exits. The servant gives Lodovico the money. Lodovico is surprised to learn they come from the Pope, and marvels at how crafty Monticelso is. He seems to admire that Monticelso is able to act one way in public and another way in private. Lodovico exits, revved up with the urge to get revenge.", "analysis": ""}
text: SCENE III
  
  
  Enter Francisco, Lodovico, Gasparo, and six Ambassadors
  
  
  Fran.   So, my lord, I commend your diligence.
    Guard well the conclave; and, as the order is,
    Let none have conference with the cardinals.
  
  
  Lodo.   I shall, my lord.  Room for the ambassadors.
  
  
  Gas.  They 're wondrous brave to-day: why do they wear
    These several habits?
  
  
  Lodo.   Oh, sir, they 're knights
    Of several orders:
    That lord i' th' black cloak, with the silver cross,
    Is Knight of Rhodes; the next, Knight of St. Michael;
    That, of the Golden Fleece; the Frenchman, there,
    Knight of the Holy Ghost; my Lord of Savoy,
    Knight of th' Annunciation; the Englishman
    Is Knight of th' honour'd Garter, dedicated
    Unto their saint, St. George.  I could describe to you
    Their several institutions, with the laws
    Annexed to their orders; but that time
    Permits not such discovery.
  
  
  Fran.   Where 's Count Lodowick?
  
  
  Lodo.   Here, my lord.
  
  
  Fran.   'Tis o' th' point of dinner time;
    Marshal the cardinals' service.
  
  
  Lodo.   Sir, I shall.       [Enter Servants, with several dishes covered.
    Stand, let me search your dish.  Who 's this for?
  
  
  Servant.   For my Lord Cardinal Monticelso.
  
  
  Lodo.   Whose this?
  
  
  Servant.   For my Lord Cardinal of Bourbon.
  
  
  Fr. Ambass.   Why doth he search the dishes? to observe
    What meat is dressed?
  
  
  Eng. Ambass.   No, sir, but to prevent
    Lest any letters should be convey'd in,
    To bribe or to solicit the advancement
    Of any cardinal.  When first they enter,
    'Tis lawful for the ambassadors of princes
    To enter with them, and to make their suit
    For any man their prince affecteth best;
    But after, till a general election,
    No man may speak with them.
  
  
  Lodo.   You that attend on the lord cardinals,
    Open the window, and receive their viands.
  
  
  Card.   [Within.]  You must return the service: the lord cardinals
    Are busied 'bout electing of the Pope;
    They have given o'er scrutiny, and are fallen
    To admiration.
  
  
  Lodo.   Away, away.
  
  
  Fran.   I 'll lay a thousand ducats you hear news
    Of a Pope presently.  Hark; sure he 's elected:
    Behold, my Lord of Arragon appears
    On the church battlements.                  [A Cardinal on the terrace.
  
  
  Arragon.   Denuntio vobis gaudium magnum: Reverendissimus Cardinalis
    Lorenzo de Monticelso electus est in sedem apostolicam, et elegit sibi
    nomen Paulum Quartum.
  
  
  Omnes.   Vivat Sanctus Pater Paulus Quartus!
  
  
  Servant.   Vittoria, my lord----
  
  
  Fran.   Well, what of her?
  
  
  Servant.   Is fled the city----
  
  
  Fran.   Ha!
  
  
  Servant.   With Duke Brachiano.
  
  
  Fran.   Fled! where 's the Prince Giovanni?
  
  
  Servant.   Gone with his father.
  
  
  Fran.   Let the Matrona of the Convertites
    Be apprehended.  Fled?  O damnable!
    How fortunate are my wishes! why, 'twas this
    I only labour'd: I did send the letter
    T' instruct him what to do.  Thy fame, fond duke,
    I first have poison'd; directed thee the way
    To marry a whore; what can be worse?  This follows:
    The hand must act to drown the passionate tongue,
    I scorn to wear a sword and prate of wrong.
  
  
  Enter Monticelso in State
  
  
  Mont.   Concedimus vobis Apostolicam benedictionem, et remissionem
    peccatorum.
    My lord reports Vittoria Corombona
    Is stol'n from forth the House of Convertites
    By Brachiano, and they 're fled the city.
    Now, though this be the first day of our seat,
    We cannot better please the Divine Power,
    Than to sequester from the Holy Church
    These cursed persons.  Make it therefore known,
    We do denounce excommunication
    Against them both: all that are theirs in Rome
    We likewise banish.  Set on.
                                    [Exeunt all but Francisco and Lodovico.
  
  
  Fran.   Come, dear Lodovico;
    You have ta'en the sacrament to prosecute
    Th' intended murder?
  
  
  Lodo.   With all constancy.
    But, sir, I wonder you 'll engage yourself
    In person, being a great prince.
  
  
  Fran.   Divert me not.
    Most of his court are of my faction,
    And some are of my council.  Noble friend,
    Our danger shall be like in this design:
    Give leave part of the glory may be mine.              [Exit Francisco.
  
  
  Enter Monticelso
  
  
  Mont.   Why did the Duke of Florence with such care
    Labour your pardon? say.
  
  
  Lodo.   Italian beggars will resolve you that,
    Who, begging of alms, bid those they beg of,
    Do good for their own sakes; or 't may be,
    He spreads his bounty with a sowing hand,
    Like kings, who many times give out of measure,
    Not for desert so much, as for their pleasure.
  
  
  Mont.   I know you 're cunning.  Come, what devil was that
    That you were raising?
  
  
  Lodo.   Devil, my lord?
  
  
  Mont.   I ask you,
    How doth the duke employ you, that his bonnet
    Fell with such compliment unto his knee,
    When he departed from you?
  
  
  Lodo.   Why, my lord,
    He told me of a resty Barbary horse
    Which he would fain have brought to the career,
    The sault, and the ring galliard: now, my lord,
    I have a rare French rider.
  
  
  Mont.   Take your heed,
    Lest the jade break your neck.  Do you put me off
    With your wild horse-tricks?  Sirrah, you do lie.
    Oh, thou 'rt a foul black cloud, and thou dost threat
    A violent storm!
  
  
  Lodo.   Storms are i' th' air, my lord;
    I am too low to storm.
  
  
  Mont.   Wretched creature!
    I know that thou art fashion'd for all ill,
    Like dogs, that once get blood, they 'll ever kill.
    About some murder, was 't not?
  
  
  Lodo.   I 'll not tell you:
    And yet I care not greatly if I do;
    Marry, with this preparation.  Holy father,
    I come not to you as an intelligencer,
    But as a penitent sinner: what I utter
    Is in confession merely; which, you know,
    Must never be reveal'd.
  
  
  Mont.   You have o'erta'en me.
  
  
  Lodo.   Sir, I do love Brachiano's duchess dearly,
    Or rather I pursued her with hot lust,
    Though she ne'er knew on 't.  She was poison'd;
    Upon my soul she was: for which I have sworn
    T' avenge her murder.
  
  
  Mont.   To the Duke of Florence?
  
  
  Lodo.   To him I have.
  
  
  Mont.   Miserable creature!
    If thou persist in this, 'tis damnable.
    Dost thou imagine, thou canst slide on blood,
    And not be tainted with a shameful fall?
    Or, like the black and melancholic yew-tree,
    Dost think to root thyself in dead men's graves,
    And yet to prosper?  Instruction to thee
    Comes like sweet showers to o'er-harden'd ground;
    They wet, but pierce not deep.   And so I leave thee,
    With all the furies hanging 'bout thy neck,
    Till by thy penitence thou remove this evil,
    In conjuring from thy breast that cruel devil.                   [Exit.
  
  
  Lodo.   I 'll give it o'er; he says 'tis damnable:
    Besides I did expect his suffrage,
    By reason of Camillo's death.
  
  
  Enter Servant and Francisco
  
  
  Fran.   Do you know that count?
  
  
  Servant.   Yes, my lord.
  
  
  Fran.   Bear him these thousand ducats to his lodging.
    Tell him the Pope hath sent them.  Happily
    That will confirm more than all the rest.                        [Exit.
  
  
  Servant.   Sir.
  
  
  Lodo.   To me, sir?
  
  
  Servant.   His Holiness hath sent you a thousand crowns,
    And wills you, if you travel, to make him
    Your patron for intelligence.
  
  
  Lodo.   His creature ever to be commanded.--
    Why now 'tis come about.  He rail'd upon me;
    And yet these crowns were told out, and laid ready,
    Before he knew my voyage.  Oh, the art,
    The modest form of greatness! that do sit,
    Like brides at wedding-dinners, with their looks turn'd
    From the least wanton jests, their puling stomach
    Sick from the modesty, when their thoughts are loose,
    Even acting of those hot and lustful sports
    Are to ensue about midnight: such his cunning!
    He sounds my depth thus with a golden plummet.
    I am doubly arm'd now.  Now to th' act of blood,
    There 's but three furies found in spacious hell,
    But in a great man's breast three thousand dwell.                [Exit.
  
  
  
  
feat_summary_name: Act 4, Scene 3
target: Francisco, Lodovico, Gasparo, and six Ambassadors all enter. They're at the Vatican. It's about to get holy up in here. Francisco tells Lodovico to guard the conclave so no one will disturb the cardinals as they vote on a pope. Lodovico agrees. Gasparo asks why the ambassadors are so well-dressed today, and Francisco explains that they're dressed in the clothing of the different orders of knights to which they belong. As servants come to bring dinner into the cardinals, Lodovico searches under the dishes to make sure that no one is sneaking in any bribes or secret messages to influence the election . But the cardinals turn away their meals--they're in the middle of the actual election of the pope. In a moment, the cardinal of Aragon steps out and announces the election of the pope in Latin: the new pope is Pope Paul IV... who is actually the same as Monticelso. At the same time, a servant comes up and tells Francisco that Vittoria and Brachiano have escaped. Francisco orders the matron arrested, and regrets sending the letter since it apparently gave Brachiano his own escape plan. He swears that he'll get his revenge, again. Monticelso arrives in state. He says that he is officially excommunicating Vittoria and Brachiano from the Church and banishing them and all their people from entering Rome. All exit except for Francisco and Lodovico. Francisco makes sure Lodovico's ready to get revenge. He also tells Lodovico that he is going to help out, and get some of the glory of the deed. Francisco exits. Monticelso re-enters and asks Lodovico why Francisco worked to get him pardoned and reverse his banishment. Lodovico says Francisco must be a generous dude. Monticelso knows there's more to it than that and keeps pressing, unsatisfied when Lodovico claims that Francisco was just telling him about a horse and nothing else a moment ago. Monticelso condemns Lodovico, saying that he knows he's out for some kind of murderous deed. Lodovico says that he'll tell him--but as a confessing sinner, so that Monticelso will be bound by religion not to tell. Lodovico admits that he pursued Isabella with lust, though she wasn't aware of it, and wants to avenge her murderer. Monticelso says this is damnable and denounces him before exiting. Lodovico is a little surprised, since he thought Monticelso wanted to avenge Camillo's murder. Francisco re-enters with a servant. He tells the servant to give a thousand ducats to Lodovico, and tell him they come from the Pope . Francisco exits. The servant gives Lodovico the money. Lodovico is surprised to learn they come from the Pope, and marvels at how crafty Monticelso is. He seems to admire that Monticelso is able to act one way in public and another way in private. Lodovico exits, revved up with the urge to get revenge.