481446my turne: the Passado he respects not, the Duella he regards

482447not; his disgrace is to be called Boy, but his glorie is to sub-

483448due men. Adue Valoure, rust Rapier, be still Drum, for your

484449manager is in loue; yea he loueth. Assist me some extempo-

485450rall God of Rime, for I am sure I shall turne Sonnet. Deuise

486451Wit, write Pen, for I am for whole volumes in folio. Exit.

492454Boyet. Now Maddame summon vp your dearest spirrits,

493455Cosider who the King your father sendes:

494456To whom he sendes, and whats his Embassie.

495457Your selfe, helde precious in the worldes esteeme,

496458To parlee with the sole inheritoure

497459Of all perfections that a man may owe,

498460Matchles Nauar, the plea of no lesse weight,

499461Then Aquitaine a Dowrie for a Queene.

500462Be now as prodigall of all Deare grace,

501463As Nature was in making Graces deare,

502464When she did starue the generall world beside,

503465And prodigally gaue them all to you.

504466Queene. Good L. Boyet, my beautie though but meane,

505467Needes not the painted florish of your prayse:

506468Beautie is bought by iudgement of the eye,

507469Not vttred by base sale of chapmens tongues:

508470I am lesse proude to heare you tell my worth,

509471Then you much willing to be counted wise,

510472In spending your Wit in the prayse of mine.

511473But now to taske the tasker, good Boyet,

512474You are not ignorant all telling fame

513475Doth noyse abroad Nauar hath made a Vow,

514476Till painefull studie shall outweare three yeeres.

515477No Woman may approch his silent Court:

516478Therefore to's seemeth it a needfull course,

517479Before we enter his forbidden gates,

518480To know his pleasure, and in that behalfe

519481Bold of your worthines, we single you,