1215And firie minde, illustrate a brave Father.

1216Per. Marke how his vertue, like a hidden Sun

1217Breakes through his baser garments.

1218Hyp. Hee's well got sure.

1219Thes. What made you seeke this place Sir?

1220Arc. Noble Theseus.

1221To purchase name, and doe my ablest service

1222To such a well-found wonder, as thy worth,

1223Fo onely in thy Court, of all the world

1224dwells faire-eyd honor.

1225Per. All his words are worthy.

1226Thes. Sir, we are much endebted to your travell,

1227Nor shall you loose your wish: Perithous

1228Dispose of this faire Gentleman.

1229Perith. Thankes Theseus.

1230What ere you are y'ar mine, and I shall give you

1231To a most noble service, to this Lady,

1232This bright yong Virgin; pray observe her goodnesse;

1233You have honourd hir faire birth-day, with your vertues,

1234And as your due y'ar hirs: kisse her faire hand Sir.

1235Arc. Sir, y'ar a noble Giver: dearest Bewtie,

1236Thus let me seale my vowd faith: when your Servant

1237(Your most unworthie Creature) but offends you,

1238Command him die, he shall.

1239Emil. That were too cruell.

1240If you deserve well Sir; I shall soone see't:

1241Y'ar mine, aud somewhat better than your rancke Ile use(you.

1242Per. Ile see you furnish'd, and because you say

1243You are a horseman, I must needs intreat you

1244This after noone to ride, but tis a rough one.

1245Arc. I like him better (Prince) I shall not then

1246Freeze in my Saddle.

1247Thes. Sweet, you must be readie,

1248And you Emilia, and you (Friend) and all

1249To morrow by the Sun, to doe observance

1250To flowry May, in Dians wood: waite well Sir

1251Vpon your Mistris: Emely, I hope

1252He shall not goe a foote.

F Emil.