2440Hel That you may well perceiue I haue not

2441 wrong'd you,

2442One of the greatest in the Christian world

2443Shall be my suretie: for whose throne 'tis needfull

2444Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneele.

2445Time was, I did him a desired office

2446Deere almost as his life, which gratitude

2447Through flintie Tartars bosome would peepe forth,

2448And answer thankes. I duly am inform'd,

2449His grace is at Marcellae to which place

2450We haue conuenient conuoy: you must know

2451I am supposed dead, the Army breaking,

2452My husband hies him home, where heauen ayding,

2453And by the leaue of my good Lord the King,

2454Wee'l be before our welcome.

2455Wid Gentle Madam,

2456You neuer had a seruant to whose trust

2457Your busines was more welcome.

2458Hel Nor your Mistris

2459Euer a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour

2460To recompence your loue: Doubt not but heauen

2461Hath brought me vp to be your daughters dower,

2462As it hath fated her to be my motiue

2463And helper to a husband. But O strange men,

2464That can such sweet vse make of what they hate,

2465When sawcie trusting of the cosin'd thoughts

2466Defiles the pitchy night, so lust doth play

2467With what it loathes, for that which is away,

2468But more of this heereafter: you Diana

2469Vnder my poore instructions yet must suffer

2470Something in my behalfe.

2471Dia Let death and honestie

2472Go with your impositions, I am yours

2473Vpon your will to suffer.

2474Hel Yet I pray you:

2475But with the word the time will bring on summer,

2476When Briars shall haue leaues as well as thornes,

2477And be as sweet as sharpe: we must away,

2478Our Wagon is prepar'd, and time reuiues vs,

2479All's well that ends well, still the fines the Crowne;

2480What ere the course, the end is the renowne. Exeunt