dayes mirth.
1778Enter Florila like a Puritan. 1779Flo. Surely the world is full of vanitie, a woman mu
st take
1780heed
she do not heare a lewd man
speake, for euery woman
1781cannot when
shee is tempted, when the wicked
fiend gets
1782her into his
snares e
scape like me, for graces mea
sure is not
1783so
filled vp, nor
so pre
st downe in euery one as me, but yet
I 1784promi
se you a little more: well, Ile go
seeke my head, who
1785shal take me in the gates of his kind armes vntoucht of any.
1786King. What Madam are you
so pure now?
1787Flo. Yea, would not you be pure?
1789Flo. You mu
st be then a diuell, I can tell you.
1790Lab. O wife where ha
st thou beene?
1791Flo. where did I tell you I would be
I pray.
1792Lab. In thy clo
se walke thou
said
st.
1794Lab. Truly
I know not, I neither looked nor knocked,
1795for L
abesha told me that you, and faire
Martia were at Ve
- 1797Ki. L
abesha? my lord you are a wi
se man to beleeue a fool.
1798Flo. Well my good head, for my part I forgiue you: but
1799surely you do much o
ffend to be
su
spicious: where there is
1800no tru
st, there is no loue, and where there is no loue twixt
1801man and wife, theres no good dealing
surely: for as men
1802should euer loue their wiues,
so
should they euer tru
st thē,
1803for what loue is there where there is no tru
st?
1804King. She tels you true, my lord.
1805Lab. Shee doth my liege; and deare wife pardon this
1806and
I will neuer be
su
spicious more.
1807Flo. Why
I say,
I do.
1808Enter Lemot, leading Labesha in a halter. 1809Lem. Looke you my liege,
I haue done
simple
seruice
1810amonge
st you, here is one had hanged him
selfe for loue,
1811thinking his Mi
stre
sse had done
so for him: well,
see your
1813Labesh. And doth my Mi
stre
sse liue?
G 3 King.