772Ies. I am sorry thou wilt leaue my Father so,

773Our house is hell, and thou a merrie diuell

774Did'st rob it of some taste of tediousnesse;

775But far thee well, there is a ducat for thee,

776And Lancelet, soone at supper shalt thou see

777Lorenzo, who is thy new Maisters guest,

778Giue him this Letter, doe it secretly,

779And so farwell: I would not haue my Father

780See me talke with thee.

781Clo. Adue, teares exhibit my tongue, most beautifull

782Pagan, most sweete Iew, if a Christian doe not play the

783knaue and get thee, I am much deceiued; but adue, these

784foolish drops doe somewhat drowne my manly spirit:

785adue. Exit.

786Ies. Farewell good Lancelet.

787Alacke, what hainous sinne is it in me

788To be ashamed to be my Fathers childe,

789But though I am a daughter to his blood,

790I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo,

791If thou keepe promise I shall end this strife,

792Become a Christian, and thy louing wife. Exit.