35I censure thus; Your Maiesty knowing well,

36What seuerall Suters your princely daughters haue,

37To make them eche a Ioynter more or lesse,

38As is their worth, to them that loue professe.

39Leir. No more, nor lesse, but euen all alike,

40My zeale is fixt, all fashiond in one mould:

41Wherefore vnpartiall shall my censure be,

42Both old and young shall haue alike for me.

43Nobl. My gracious Lord, I hartily do wish,

44That God had lent you an heyre indubitate,

45Which might haue set vpon your royall throne,

46When fates should loose the prison of your life,

47By whose succession all this doubt might cease; [close up]

48And as by you, by him we might haue peace.

49But after-wishes euer come too late,

50And nothing can reuoke the course of fate:

51Wherefore, my Liege, my censure deemes it best,

52To match them with some of your neighbour Kings,

53Bordring within the bounds of Albion,

54By whose vnited friendship, this our state

55May be protected 'gainst all forrayne hate.

56Leir. Herein, my Lords, your wishes sort with mine,

57And mine (I hope) do sort with heauenly powers:

58For at this instant two neere neyghbouring Kings

59Of Cornwall and of Cambria, motion loue

60To my two daughters, Gonorill and Ragan.

61My youngest daughter, fayre Cordella, vowes

62No liking to a Monarch, vnlesse loue allowes.

63She is sollicited by diuers Peeres;

64But none of them her partiall fancy heares.

65Yet, if my policy may her beguyle,

66Ile match her to some King within this Ile,

67And so establish such a perfit peace,

68As fortunes force shall ne're preuayle to cease.

69Perillus. Of vs & ours, your gracious care, my Lord,

70Deserues an euerlasting memory,

71To be inrol'd in Chronicles of fame,

72By neuer-dying perpetuity: