Kings in one,
The wealth of _Tagus_, nor the Rocks of Pearl,
That pave the Court of _Neptune_, can weigh down
That vertue. It was I that hurt the Princess.
Place me, some god, upon a _Piramis_,
Higher than hills of earth, and lend a voice
Loud as your Thunder to me, that from thence,
I may discourse to all the under-world,
The worth that dwells in him.

_Pha_. How's this?

_Bell_. My Lord, some man
Weary of life, that would be glad to die.

_Phi_. Leave these untimely courtesies _Bellario_.

_Bell_. Alas he's mad, come will you lead me on?

_Phi_. By all the Oaths that men ought most to keep:
And Gods do punish most, when men do break,
He toucht her not. Take heed _Bellario_,
How thou dost drown the vertues thou hast shown
With perjury. By all that's good 'twas I:
You know she stood betwixt me and my right.

_Pha_. Thy own tongue be thy judge.

_Cle_. It was _Philaster_.

_Di_. Is't not a brave boy?
Well Sirs, I fear we were all deceived.

_Phi_. Have I no friend here?

_Di_. Yes.

_Phi_. Then shew it;
Some good body lend a hand to draw us nearer.
Would you have tears shed for you when you die?
Then lay me gentle on his neck that there
I may weep flouds, and breath out my spirit:
'Tis not the wealth of _Plutus_, nor the gold
Lockt in the heart of earth, can buy away
This arm-full from me, this had been a ransom
To have redeem'd the great _Augustus Caesar_,
Had he been taken: you hard-hearted men,
More stony than these Mountains, can you see
Such clear pure bloud drop, and not cut your flesh
To stop his life? To bind whose better wounds,
Queens ought to tear their hair, and with their tears,
Bath 'em. Forgive me, thou that art the wealth of
poor _Philaster_.

[_Enter_ King, Arethusa _and a_ Guard.

_King_. Is the villain ta'ne?

_Pha_. Sir, here be two confess the deed; but say it was
_Philaster_.

_Phi_