Part 24 (2/2)

_Si._ O be not angry my dread King, your Sister.

_King._ My Sister; she's i' th' Temple, Man.

_Si._ She is here, Sir.

_Lord._ The Captain's mad, she's kneeling at the Altar.

_King._ I know she is; with all my heart good Captain, I do forgive ye both: be unvail'd, Lady. [_Puts off her Vail._ Will ye have more forgiveness? the man's frantick, Come let's go bring her out: G.o.d give ye joy, Sir.

_Si._ How, _Cloe_? my old _Cloe_? [_Ex. King, Lords._

_Clo._ Even the same, Sir.

_Chi._ G.o.ds give your manhood much content.

_Strem._ The Princess Looks something musty since her coming over.

_Fool._ 'Twere good you'd brush her over.

_Si._ Fools and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too?

_Fool._ O 'tis the Nature Of us Fools to make bold with one another, But you are wise, brave sirs.

_Chi._ Cheer up your Princess, Believe it Sir, the King will not be angry, Or say he were; why, 'twas the Oracle.

The Oracle, an't like your Grace, the Oracle.

_Strem._ And who, most mighty _Siphax_?

_Siph._ With mine own wh.o.r.e.

_Cloe._ With whom else should ye marry, speak your conscience, Will ye transgress the law of Arms, that ever Rewards the Souldier with his own sins?

_Siph._ Devils.

_Cloe._ Ye had my maiden-head, my youth, my sweetness, Is it not justice then?--

_Siph._ I see it must be, But by this hand, I'le hang a lock upon thee.

_Cloe._ You shall not need, my honesty shall doe it.

_Siph._ If there be wars in all the world--

_Cloe._ I'le with ye, For you know I have been a Souldier, Come, curse on: when I need another Oracle.

_Chi._ Send for me _Siphax_, I'le fit ye with a Princess, And so to both your honours.

_Fool._ And your graces.

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