_Are_. Then good _Philaster,_ give him scope and way In what he saies: for he is apt to speak What you are loth to hear: for my sake do. _Phi_. I will. [ _Enter_ Pharamond. _Pha_. My Princely Mistress, as true lovers ought, I come to kiss these fair hands; and to shew In outward Ceremonies, the dear love Writ in my heart. _Phi_. If I shall have an answer no directlier, I am gone. _Pha_. To what would he have an answer? _Are_. To his claim unto the Kingdom. _Pha_. Sirrah, I forbear you before the King. _Phi_. Good Sir, do so still, I would not talk with you. _Pha_. But now the time is fitter, do but offer To make mention of right to any Kingdom, Though it be scarce habitable. _Phi_. Good Sir, let me go. _Pha_. And by my sword. _Phi_. Peace _Pharamond:_ if thou-- _Are_. Leave us Philaster. _Phi_. I have done. _Pha_. You are gone, by heaven I'le fetch you back. _Phi_. You shall not need. _Pha_. What now? _Phi_. Know Pharamond, I loath to brawl with such a blast as thou, Who art nought but a valiant voice: But if Thou shalt provoke me further, men shall say Thou wert, and not lament it. _Pha_. Do you slight My greatness so, and in the Chamber of the Princess! _Phi_. It is a place to which I must confess I owe a reverence: but wer't the Church, I, at the Altar, there's no place so safe, Where thou dar'st injure me, but I dare kill thee: And for your greatness; know Sir, I can grasp You, and your greatness thus, thus into nothing: Give not a word, not a word back: Farewell. [_Exit_ Phi. _Pha_. 'Tis an odd fellow Madam, we must stop His mouth with some Office, when we are married. _Are_. You were best make him your Controuler. _Pha_. I think he would discharge it well. But Madam, I hope our hearts are knit; and yet so slow The Ceremonies of State are, that 'twill be long Before our hands be so: If then you please, Being agreed in heart, let us not wait For dreaming for me, but take a little stoln Delights, and so prevent our joyes to come. _Are_. If you dare speak such thoughts, I must withdraw in honour. [_Exit_ Are. _Pha_. The constitution of my body will never hold out till the wedding; I must seek elsewhere. [_Exit_ Pha.