484Are like the Troian Horse, was stuft within

485With bloody veines expecting ouerthrow,

486Are stor'd with Corne, to make your needie bread,

487And giue them life, whom hunger-staru'd halfe dead.

488Omnes. The Gods of Greece protect you,

489And wee'le pray for you.

490Per. Arise I pray you, rise; we do not looke for reuerence,

491But for loue, and harborage for our selfe, our ships, & men.

492Cleon. The which when any shall not gratifie,

493Or pay you with vnthankfulnesse in thought,

494Be it our Wiues, our Children, or our selues,

495The Curse of heauen and men succeed their euils:

496Till when the which (I hope) shall neare be seene:

497Your Grace is welcome to our Towne and vs.

498Peri. Which welcome wee'le accept, feast here awhile,

499Vntill our Starres that frowne, lend vs a smile. Exeunt.

501Heere haue you seene a mightie King,

502His child I'wis to incest bring:

503A better Prince, and benigne Lord,

504That Will proue awfull both in deed and word:

505Be quiet then, as men should bee,

506Till he hath past necessitie:

507I'le shew you those in troubles raigne;

508Loosing a Mite, a Mountaine gaine:

509The good in conuersation,

510To whom I giue my benizon:

511Is still at Tharstill, where each man,

512Thinkes all is writ, he spoken can:

513And to remember what he does,

514Build his Statue to make him glorious:

515But tidinges to the contrarie,

516Are brought your eyes, what need speake I.