An humerous
956Lem. Yea my liege, and
she as I hope wel ob
serued, hath
957vttered many kind conceits of hers.
958King. Well Ile be gone, and when
shee comes to Ve
- 959rones ordinarie, Ile haue her taken to my cu
stodie.
960Lem, Ile
stay my liege, and
see the euent of this.
961King. Do
so
Lemot.
Exit the king. 962Dow. What haue I
seene? howe am I burnt to du
st 963with a new Sun, and made a nouell Ph
oenix, is
she a wo
- 964man that obie
cts this
sight, able to worke the chaos of the
965world into ge
stion? O diuine a
spe
ct, the excellent di
spo
ser
966of the mind
shines in thy beautie, and thou ha
st not chaun
- 967ged my
soule to
sen
se, but
sen
se vnto my
soule, and I de
sire
968thy pure
societie, but euen as angels do, to angels
flie.
Exit. 969Mar. Flie
soule and follow him.
970Lab. I maruaile much at my
sonnes
sodaine
straunge
972Lem. Beare with him yet my Lord, tis but his humour:
973come, what
shall we go to Verones ordinarie?
974Lab. Yea for Gods
sake, for I am pa
ssing hungry.
975Mor. Yea, come Mon
sieur L
emot, will you walke?
976Count. What, will you go?
977Mor. Yea
sweet bird, I haue promi
sed
so.
978Count. Go to, you
shall not go and leaue me alone.
979Mor. For one meale gentle bird: Veron inuites vs to buy
980some iewels he hath brought of late from
Italie: Ile buy the
981be
st, and bring it thee,
so thou wilt let me go.
982Count. Well
said
flattering
Fabian, but tel me then what
984Mor. Ladies? why none.
985Lem. No ladies v
se to come to ordinaries, Madam.
986Count. Go to bird, tell me now the very truth.
987Mor. None of mine honour bird, you neuer heard that
988ladies came to ordinaries.
989Count O thats becau
se I
should not go with you.
990Mar. Why tis not
fit you
should.
991Cou. Well heark you bird, of my word you
shall not go,