2638On that Coelestiall Harmony I go too.

2640Grif. She is asleep: Good wench, let's sit down quiet,

2641For feare we wake her. Softly, gentle Patience.

2658Kath. Spirits of peace, where are ye? Are ye all gone?

2659And leaue me heere in wretchednesse, behinde ye?

2660Grif. Madam, we are heere.

2661Kath. It is not you I call for,

2662Saw ye none enter since I slept?

2663Grif. None Madam.

2664Kath. No? Saw you not euen now a blessed Troope

2665Inuite me to a Banquet, whose bright faces

2666Cast thousand beames vpon me, like the Sun?

2667They promis'd me eternall Happinesse,

2668And brought me Garlands (Griffith) which I feele

2669I am not worthy yet to weare: I shall assuredly.

2670Grif. I am most ioyfull Madam, such good dreames

2671Possesse your Fancy.

2672Kath. Bid the Musicke leaue,

2674Pati. Do you note

2675How much her Grace is alter'd on the sodaine?

2676How long her face is drawne? How pale she lookes,

2677And of an earthy cold? Marke her eyes?

2678Grif. She is going Wench. Pray, pray.

2679Pati. Heauen comfort her.

2681Mes. And't like your Grace ------

2682Kath. You are a sawcy Fellow,

2683Deserue we no more Reuerence?

2684Grif. You are too blame,

2685Knowing she will not loose her wonted Greatnesse

2686To vse so rude behauiour. Go too, kneele.

2687Mes. I humbly do entreat your Highnesse pardon,

2688My hast made me vnmannerly. There is staying

2689A Gentleman sent from the King, to see you.

2690Kath. Admit him entrance Griffith. But this Fellow

2693If my sight faile not,

2694You should be Lord Ambassador from the Emperor,

2695My Royall Nephew, and your name Capuchius.

2696Cap. Madam the same. Your Seruant.

2697Kath. O my Lord,

2698The Times and Titles now are alter'd strangely

2699With me, since first you knew me.

2700But I pray you,

2701What is your pleasure with me?

2702Cap. Noble Lady,

2703First mine owne seruice to your Grace, the next

2704The Kings request, that I would visit you,

2705Who greeues much for your weaknesse, and by me

2706Sends you his Princely Commendations,

2707And heartily entreats you take good comfort.

2708Kath. O my good Lord, that comfort comes too late,

2709'Tis like a Pardon after Execution;

2710That gentle Physicke giuen in time, had cur'd me:

2711But now I am past all Comforts heere, but Prayers.

2712How does his Highnesse?

2713Cap. Madam, in good health.

2714Kath. So may he euer do, and euer flourish,

2715When I shall dwell with Wormes, and my poore name

2716Banish'd the Kingdome. Patience, is that Letter

2717I caus'd you write, yet sent away?

2718Pat. No Madam.

2719Kath. Sir, I most humbly pray you to deliuer

2720This to my Lord the King.

2721Cap. Most willing Madam.

2722Kath. In which I haue commended to his goodnesse

2723The Modell of our chaste loues: his yong daughter,

2724The dewes of Heauen fall thicke in Blessings on her,

2725Beseeching him to giue her vertuous breeding.

2726She is yong, and of a Noble modest Nature,

2727I hope she will deserue well; and a little

2728To loue her for her Mothers sake, that lou'd him,

2729Heauen knowes how deerely.

2730My next poore Petition,

2731Is, that his Noble Grace would haue some pittie

2732Vpon my wretched women, that so long

2733Haue follow'd both my Fortunes, faithfully,

2734Of which there is not one, I dare auow

2735(And now I should not lye) but will deserue

2736For Vertue, and true Beautie of the Soule,

2737For honestie, and decent Carriage

2738A right good Husband (let him be a Noble)

2739And sure those men are happy that shall haue 'em.

2740The last is for my men, they are the poorest,

2741(But pouerty could neuer draw 'em from me)

2742That they may haue their wages, duly paid 'em,

2743And something ouer to remember me by.

2744If Heauen had pleas'd to haue giuen me longer life

2745And able meanes, we had not parted thus.

2746These are the whole Contents, and good my Lord,

2747By that you loue the deerest in this world,

2748As you wish Christian peace to soules departed,

2749Stand these poore peoples Friend, and vrge the King

2750To do me this last right.

2751Cap. By Heauen I will,

2752Or let me loose the fashion of a man.

2753Kath. I thanke you honest Lord. Remember me

2754In all humilitie vnto his Highnesse:

2755Say his long trouble now is passing

2756Out of this world. Tell him in death I blest him

2757(For so I will) mine eyes grow dimme. Farewell

2758My Lord. Griffith farewell. Nay Patience,

2759Vou must not leaue me yet. I must to bed,

2760Call in more women. When I am dead, good Wench,

2761Let me be vs'd with Honor; strew me ouer

2762With Maiden Flowers, that all the world may know

2763I was a chaste Wife, to my Graue: Embalme me,

2764Then lay me forth (although vnqueen'd) yet like

2765A Queene, and Daughter to a King enterre me.

2766I can no more.