_Hip._ But his Body And firie mind, illustrate a brave Father. _Per._ Mark how his virtue, like a hidden Sun, Breaks through his baser garments. _Hip._ He's well got sure. _Thes._ What made you seek this place Sir? _Arc._ Noble _Theseus_. To purchase name, and doe my ablest service To such a well-found wonder, as thy worth, For only in thy Court, of all the world Dwells fair-ey'd honor. _Per._ All his words are worthy. _Thes._ Sir, we are much endebted to your travell, Nor shall you loose your wish: _Perithous_ Dispose of this faire Gentleman. _Perith._ Thanks _Theseus_. What ere you are y'are mine, and I shall give you To a most noble service, to this Lady, This bright young Virgin; Pray observe her goodness; You have honour'd her fair birth-day, with your virtues, And as your due y'are hers: kiss her fair hand Sir. _Arc._ Sir, y'are a noble Giver: dearest Beautie, Thus let me seal my vow'd faith: when your Servant (Your most unworthie Creature) but offends you, Command him die, he shall. _Emil._ That were too cruell. If you deserve well Sir; I shall soon see't: Y'are mine, and somewhat better than your ranck I'll use you. _Per._ I'll see you furnish'd, and because you say You are a horseman, I must needs intreat you This after noon to ride, but 'tis a rough one. _Arc._ I like him better (Prince) I shall not then Freeze in my Saddle. _Thes._ Sweet, you must be readie, And you _Emilia_, and you (Friend) and all To morrow by the Sun, to doe observance To flowry May, in _Dian's_ wood: wait well Sir, Upon your Mistris: _Emely_, I hope He shall not goe a foot. _Emil._ That were a shame Sir, While I have horses: take your choice, and what You want at any time, let me but know it; If you serve faithfully, I dare assure you You'll find a loving Mistris. _Arc._ If I doe not, Let me find that my Father ever hated, Disgrace, and blows. _Thes._ Go lead the way; You have won it: It shall be so; You shall receive all dues Fit for the honor you have won; 'Twere wrong else. Sister, beshrew my heart, you have a Servant, That if I were a woman, would be Master, But you are wise. [_Florish._ _Emil._ I hope too wise for that Sir. [_Exeunt omnes._ _Scæna_ 6. _Enter Jaylors Daughter alone._