_Qu._ How much my Court is honour'd Princely Brother In your vouchsafing it your long'd-for presence Were tedious to repeat, since 'tis already (And heartily) acknowledg'd; may the gods That look into Kings actions, smile upon The league we have concluded; and their justice Find me out to revenge it, if I break One Article. _Age._ Great miracle of Queens, How happy I esteem myself in being Thought worthy to be numbred in the rank Of your confederates, my love and best service Shall teach the world hereafter: but this gift With which you have confirm'd it, is so far Beyond my hopes and means e'r to return, That of necessity I must dye oblig'd To your unanswer'd bounty. _The._ The sweet Lady In blushes gives your Highness thanks. _Qu._ Believe it On the Queens word, she is a worthy one, And I am so acquainted with her goodness, That but for this peace that hath chang'd my purpose, And to her more advancement, I should gladly Have call'd her Daughter. _The._ Though I am depriv'd of A blessing, 'tis not in the Fates to equal, To shew my self a Subject as a Son, Here I give up my claim, and willingly With mine own hand deliver you what once I lov'd above my self; and from this hour (For my affection yields now to my duty) Vow never to sollicite her. _Cra._ 'Tis well cover'd; _Neanthes,_ and the rest. [_Exeunt_ Cra. Nea. Sos. Era. _Qu._ Nay, for this night You must (for 'tis our Countrey fashion, Sir) Leave her to her Devotions, in the morning We'll bring you to the Temple. _Leo._ How in this Your Highness honours me? _Mer._ Sweet rest to all. _Age._ This kiss, and I obey you. _Bel._ Please it your Highness, This is the Gentleman. _Qu._ You are welcome home, Sir, (Now as I live, one of a promising presence) I have heard of you before, and you shall find I'll know you better: find out something that May do you good, and rest assur'd to have it. Were you at _Sparta_ lately? _Euph._ Three daies since Madam, I came from thence. _Qu._ 'Tis very late, Good night my Lord, do you Sir follow me, I must talk further with you. _Ag._ All rest with you. [_Exeunt._ _Enter_ Crates, Neanthes, Eraton, Sosicles _disguis'd_. _Cra._ She must pass through this Cloyster, suddainly And boldly seize upon her. _Nea._ Where's the Prince? _Cra._ He does expect us at the place I shew'd you. _Enter_ Merione _and_ Servant. I hear ones footing, peace, 'tis she; _Mer._ Now leave me, I know the way, though _Vesta_ witness with me I never trode it with such fear: help, help. _Cra._ Stop her mouth close, out with the Light, I'll guide you. [_Exeunt._