_Cel_. It may be so to you, but it is not to me; for aught I see, I am going to be the most constant Maudlin,-- _Flo_. 'Tis very well, Celadon; you can be constant to one you have never seen, and have forsaken all you have seen? _Cel_. It seems, you know me then:--Well, if thou should'st prove one of my cast mistresses, I would use thee most damnably, for offering to make me love thee twice. _Flo_. You are i'the right: An old mistress, or servant, is an old tune; the pleasure on't is past, when we have once learned it. _Fla_. But what woman in the world would you wish her like? _Cel_. I have heard of one Florimel, the queen's ward; would she were as like her for beauty, as she is for humour! _Fla_. Do you hear that, cousin? [_To_ FLOR. _aside_. _Flo_. Florimel's not handsome: Besides she's inconstant; and only loves for some few days. _Cel_. If she loves for shorter time than I, she must love by winter days and summer nights, i'faith. _Flo_. When you see us together, you shall judge. In the mean time, adieu, sweet servant. _Cel_. Why, you won't be so inhuman to carry away my heart, and not so much as tell me where I may hear news on't? _Flo_. I mean to keep it safe for you; for, if you had it, you would bestow it worse: Farewell, I must see a lady. _Cel_. So must I too, if I can pull off your mask. _Flo_. You will not be so rude, I hope. _Cel_. By this light, but I will! _Flo_. By this leg, but you shan't. [_Exeunt_ FLO. _and_ FLA. _running_. SCENE III. _Enter_ PHILOCLES, _and meets him going out_. _Cel_. How! my cousin, the new favourite!--[_Aside_. _Phil_. Dear Celadon! most happily arrived.-- I hear you've been an honour to your country In the Calabrian wars; and I am glad I have some interest in it. _Cel_. But in you I have a larger subject for my joys: To see so rare a thing as rising virtue, And merit, understood at court. _Phil_. Perhaps it is the only act, that can Accuse our queen of weakness. _Enter_ LYSIMANTES, _attended_. _Lys_. O, my lord Philocles, well overtaken! I came to look you. _Phil_. Had I known it sooner, My swift attendance, sir, had spared your trouble.-- Cousin, you see prince Lysimantes [_To_ CEL. Is pleased to favour me with his commands: I beg you'll be no stranger now at court. _Cel_. So long as there be ladies there, you need Not doubt me. [_Exit_ CELADON. _Phil_. Some of them will, I hope, make you a convert. _Lys_. My lord Philocles, I'm glad we are alone; There is a business, that concerns me nearly, In which I beg your love. _Phil_. Command my service. _Lys_. I know your interest with the queen is great; (I speak not this as envying your fortune, For, frankly, I confess you have deserved it; Besides, my birth, my courage, and my honour, Are all above so base a vice,)-- _Phil._ I know, my lord, you are first prince o'the blood; Your country's second hope: And that the public vote, when the queen weds, Designs you for her choice.