718All's one to me, I do request but this:

719That as I am, you will accept of me,

720And I will haue you whatsoe're you be:

721Yet well I know, you come of royall race,

722I see such sparks of honour in your face:

723Mum. Haue Palmers weeds such power to win fayre Ladies?

724Fayth, then I hope the next that falles is myne:

725Vpon condition I no worse might speed,

726I would for euer weare a Palmers weed.

727I like an honest and playne dealing wench,

728That sweares (without exceptions) I will haue you.

729These foppets, that know not whether to loue a man or no, ex-

730cept they first go aske their mothers leaue, by this hand, I hate

731them ten tymes worse then poyson.

732King. What resteth then our happinesse to procure?

733Mum. Fayth, go to Church, to make the matter sure.

734King. It shall be so, because the world shall say,

735King Leirs three daughters were wedded in one day:

736The celebration of this happy chaunce,

737We will deferre, vntill we come to Fraunce.

738Mum. I like the wooing, that's not long a doing.

739Well, for her sake, I know what I know:

740Ile neuer marry whilest I liue,

741Except I haue one of these Brittish Ladyes,

742My humour is alienated from the mayds of Fraunce. Exeunt.

744Per. The King hath dispossest himselfe of all,

745Those to aduance, which scarce will giue him thanks:

746His youngest daughter he hath turnd away,

747And no man knowes what is become of her.

748He soiournes now in Cornwall with the eldest,

749Who flattred him, vntill she did obtayne

750That at his hands, which now she doth possesse:

751And now she sees hee hath no more to giue,

752It grieues her heart to see her father liue.

753Oh, whom should man trust in this wicked age,

754When children thus against their parents rage?

755But he, the myrrour of mild patience,