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Rh Hee's ſafe for theſe three houres.

Fer. O moſt deere Miſtris, The Sun will ſet before I ſhall diſcharge What I muſt ſtriue to do.

Mir. If you'l ſit downe Ile beare your Logges the while: pray giue me that, lle carry it to the pile.

Fer. No precious Creature, I had rather cracke my ſinewes, breake my backe, Then you ſhould ſuch diſhonor vndergoe, While I ſit lazy by.

Mir. It would become me As well as it do's you; and I ſhould do it With much more eaſe: for my good will is to it, And yours it is againſt.

Pro. Poore worme thou art infected, This viſitation ſhewes it.

Mir. You looke wearily.

Fer. No, noble Miſtris, 'tis freſh morning with me When you are by at night: I do beſeech you Cheefely, that I might ſet it in my prayers, What is your name?

Mir. Miranda, O my Father, I have broke your heſt to ſay ſo.

Fer. Admir'd Miranda, Indeede the top of Admiration, worth What's deereſt to the world: full many a Lady I have ey'd with beſt regard, and many a time Th'harmony of their tongues, hath into bondage Brought my too diligent eare: for ſeuerall vertues Haue I lik'd ſeuerall women, neuer any VVith ſo full ſoule, but ſome defect in her Did quarrell with the nobleſt grace ſhe ow'd, And put it to the foile. But you, O you, So perfect, and ſo peetleſſe, are created Of euerie Creatures beſt.

Mir. I do not know One of my ſexe; no womans face remember, Saue from my glaſſe, mine owne: Nor have I ſeene More that I may call men, then you good friend, And my deere Father: how features are abroad I am skilleſſe of; but by my modeſtie (The iewell in my dower) I would not wiſh Any Companion in the world but you: Nor can imagination forme a ſhape Befides your ſelfe, to like of: but I prattle Something too wildely, and my Fathers precepts I therein do forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition A Prince (Miranda) I do thinke a King (I would not ſo) and would no more endure This wodden ſlauerie, then to ſuffer The flesh-flie blow my mouth: heare my ſoule ſpeake. The verie inſtant that I ſaw you, did My heart flie to your ſeruice, there reſides To make me ſlaue to it, and for your ſake Am I this patient Logge-man.

Mir. Do you loue me?

Fer. O heauen; O earth, beare witnes to this ſound, And crowne what I profeſſe with kinde euent If I ſpeake true: if hollowly, inuert VVbat beſt is boaded me, to miſchiefe: I, Beyond all limit of what elſe i'th world Do loue, prize, honor you.

Mir. I am a foole To weepe at what I am glad of.

Pro. Faire encounter Of two moſt rare affections: heauens raine grace On that which breeds betweene 'em.

Fer. VVherefore weepe you?

Mir: At mine vnworthineſſe, that dare not offer VVhat I deſire to giue; and much leſſe take VVhat I ſhall die to want: But this is trifling, And all the more it ſeekes to hide it ſelfe, The bigger bulke it ſhewes. Hence baſhfull cunning, And prompt me plaine and holy innocence. I am your wife, if you will marrie me; If not, Ile die your maid: to be your fellow You may denie me, but Ile be your ſeruant VVhether you will or no.

Fer. My Miſtris (deereſt) And I thus humble euer.

Mir. My husband then?

Fer. I, with a heart as willing As bondage ere of freedome: heere's my hand.

Mir. And mine, with my heart in't; and now farewel Till halfe an houre hence.

Fer. A thouſand, thouſand.

Pro. So glad of this as they I cannot be, VVho are ſurpriz'd with all; but my reioycing At nothing can be more: Ile to my booke, For yet ere ſupper time, muſt I performe Much buſineſſe appertaining.

Ste. Tell not me, when the But is out we will drinke water, not a drop before; therefore beare vp, & boord em' Seruant Monſter, drinke to me.

Trin. Seruant Monſter? the folly of this Iland, they ſay there's but fiue vpon this iſle; we are three of them, if th'other two be brain'd like vs, the State totters.

Ste. Drinke ſeruant Monſter when I bid thee, thy eies are almoſt ſet in thy head.

Trin. VVhere ſhould they bee ſet elſe? hee were a braue Monſter indeede if they were ſet in his taile.

Ste. My man-Monſter hath drown'd his tongue in ſacke: for my part the Sea cannot drowne mee, I ſwam ere I could recouer the ſhore, fiue and thirtie Leagues off and on, by this light thou ſhalt bee my Lieutenant Monſter, or my Standard.

Trin. Your Lieutenant if you liſt, hee's no ſtandard.

Ste. VVeel not run Monſieur Monſter.

Trin. Nor go neither: but you'l lie like dogs, and yet ſay nothing neither.

Ste. Moone-calfe, ſpeak once in thy life, if thou beeſt a good Moone-calfe,

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me licke thy ſhooe: Ile not ſerue him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou lieſt moſt ignorant Monſter, I am in caſe to iuſtle a Conſtable: why, thou deboſh'd Fiſh thou, was there euer man a Coward, that hath drunk ſo much Sacke as I to day? wilt thou tell a monſtrous lie, being but halfe a Fiſh, and halfe a Monſter?

Cal. Loe, how he mockes me, wilt thou let him my Lord? Cal.