23512151Cor. Alack tis he, why he was met euen now,

23522152As mad as the vent sea singing aloud,

23532153Crownd with ranke femiter and furrow weedes,

23542154With hor-docks, hemlocke, netles, cookow flowers,

23552155Darnell and all the idle weedes that grow,

23562156In our sustayning, corne, a centurie is sent forth,

23572157Search euery acre in the hie growne field,

23582158And bring him to our eye, what can mans wisdome

23592159In the restoring his bereued sence, he that can helpe him

23602160Take all my outward worth.

23612161Doct. There is meanes Madame.

23622162Our foster nurse of nature is repose,

23632163The which he lackes that to prouoke in him,

23642164Are many simples operatiue whose power,

23652165Will close the eye of anguish.

23662166Cord. All blest secrets 2367all you vnpublisht vertues of the earth,

23682167Spring with my teares be aydant and remediat,

23692168In the good mans distresse, seeke, seeke, for him,

23702169Lest his vngouernd rage dissolue the life.

23712170That wants the meanes to lead it. 2372 Enter messenger.

23732171Mes. News Madam, 2374the Brittish powers are marching hither-(ward.

23752172Cord. Tis knowne before, our preparation stands,

23762173In expectation of them, ô deere father

23772174It is thy busines that I go about, therfore great France

23782175My mourning and important teares hath pitied,

23792176No blowne ambition doth our armes in sight

23802177But loue, deere loue, and our ag'd fathers right,

23812178Soone may I heare and see him. Exit.