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86 Abroad into the world, is not yet cur'd.

Iol. What hurt?

Iolin. Why, know you not

She was in love long since with young Zorannes,

Aglaura's brother, and the now queen's betroth'd?

Iol. Some such slight tale I've heard.

Iolin. Slight! She yet does weep, when she but hears him nam'd,

And tells the prettiest and the saddest stories

Of all those civil wars and those amours,

That, trust me, both my lady and myself

Turn weeping statues still.

Iol. Pish! 'tis not that.

'Tis Ziriff and his fresh glories here have robb'd

Me of her: since he thus appear' d in court,

My love has languished worse than plants in drought.

But time's a good physician. Come, let's in:

The king and queen by this time are come forth.

[Exeunt

1 Serv. Yonder's a crowd without, as if some strange

sight were to be seen to-day here.

2 Serv. Two or three with carbonadoes afore instead

of faces mistook the door for a breach, and, at the open-

ing of it, are striving still which should enter first.

3 Serv. Is my lord busy?

1 Serv. My lord, there are some soldiers without.

Zir. Well, I will despatch them presently.

2 Serv. Th' ambassadors from the Cadusians too.

Zir. Show them the gallery.

3 Serv. One from the king.

Zir. Again? I come, I come. [Exeunt Serving-men Greatness, thou vainer shadow of the prince's beams,

Begot by mere reflection, nourish'd in extremes,

First taught to creep and live upon the glance,

Poorly to fare, till thine own proper strength

Bring thee to surfeit of thyself at last!

How dull a pageant would this states-play seem