215214Nerrissa, that I cannot choose one, nor refuse none.

216215Ner. Your Father was euer vertuous, and holy men at theyr

218216death haue good inspirations, therefore the lottrie that he hath deuised

219217in these three chests of gold, siluer, and leade, whereof who

220218chooses his meaning chooses you, will no doubt neuer be chosen

221219by any rightlie, but one who you shall rightly loue: But what

222220warmth is there in your affection towardes any of these Princelie

223221suters that are already come?

224222Por. I pray thee ouer-name them, and as thou namest them, I

225223will describe them, and according to my description leuell at my

226224affection.

227225Ner. First there is the Neopolitane Prince.

229226Por. I thats a colt indeede, for he doth nothing but talke of his

230227horse, & he makes it a great appropriation to his owne good parts

231228that he can shoo him himselfe: I am much afeard my Ladie his

232229mother plaid false with a Smyth.

233230Ner. Than is there the Countie Palentine.

234231Por. Hee doth nothing but frowne (as who should say, & you

235232will not haue me, choose, he heares merry tales and smiles not, I

236233feare hee will prooue the weeping Phylosopher when hee growes

237234old, beeing so full of vnmannerly sadnes in his youth,) I had rather

239235be married to a deaths head with a bone in his mouth, then to ey-

240236ther of these: God defend me from these two.

241237Ner. How say you by the French Lord, Mounsier Le Boune?

242238Por. God made him, and therefore let him passe for a man, in

243239truth I knowe it is a sinne to be a mocker, but hee, why hee hath a

244240horse better then the Neopolitans, a better bad habite of frowning

245241then the Count Palentine, he is euery man in no man, if a Trassell

246242sing, he falls straght a capring, he will fence with his owne shadow.

247243If I should marry him, I should marry twenty husbands: if hee

248244would despise me, I would forgiue him, for if he loue me to madnes,

249245I shall neuer requite him.

250246Ner. What say you then to Fauconbridge, the young Barron

251247of England?

252248Por. You know I say nothing to him, for hee vnderstands not

253249me, nor I him: he hath neither Latine, French, nor Italian, & you

254250will come into the Court and sweare that I haue a poore pennie-

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