d things possible and honest.

_King_. Things possible and honest! Hear me, thou,
Thou Traytor, that darest confine thy King to things
Possible and honest; shew her me,
Or let me perish, if I cover not all _Cicily_ with bloud.

_Di_. Indeed I cannot, unless you tell me where she is.

_King_. You have betray'd me, y'have, let me lose
The Jewel of my life, go; bring her me,
And set her before me; 'tis the King
Will have it so, whose breath can still the winds,
Uncloud the Sun, charm down the swelling Sea,
And stop the Flouds of Heaven; speak, can it not?

_Di_. No.

_King_. No, cannot the breath of Kings do this?

_Di_. No; nor smell sweet it self, if once the Lungs
Be but corrupted.

_King_. Is it so? Take heed.

_Di_. Sir, take you heed; how you dare the powers
That must be just.

_King_. Alas! what are we Kings?
Why do you gods place us above the rest;
To be serv'd, flatter'd, and ador'd till we
Believe we hold within our hands your Thunder,
And when we come to try the power we have,
There's not a leaf shakes at our threatnings.
I have sin'd 'tis true, and here stand to be punish'd;
Yet would not thus be punish'd; let me chuse
My way, and lay it on.

_Di_. He Articles with the gods; would some body would
draw bonds, for the performance of Covenants
betwixt them.

_Enter_ Pha. Galatea, _and_ Megra.

_King_. What, is she found?

_Pha_. No, we have ta'ne her Horse.
He gallopt empty by: there's some Treason;
You _Galatea_ rode with her into the wood; why left
you her?

_Gal_. She did command me.

_King_. Command! you should not.

_Gal_. 'Twould ill become my Fortunes and my Birth
To disobey the Daughter of my King.

_King_. Y'are all cunning to obey us for our hurt,
But I will have her.

_Pha_. If I have her not,
By this hand there shall be no more _Cicily_.

_Di_. What will he carry it to _Spain_ in's pocket?

_Pha_. I will not leave one man alive, but the King,
A Cook and