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[_Exeunt_.

_Enter _Dion, Cleremont, Thrasilin, Megra _and _Galatea.

_Di_. Come Ladies, shall we talk a round? As men
Do walk a mile, women should take an hour
After supper: 'Tis their exercise.

_Gal_. Tis late.

_Meg_. 'Tis all
My eyes will do to lead me to my bed.

_Gal_. I fear they are so heavy, you'l scarce find
The way to your lodging with 'em to night.

[ Enter _Pharamond_.

_Thra_. The Prince.

_Pha_. Not a bed Ladies? y'are good sitters up;
What think you of a pleasant dream to last
Till morning?

_Meg_. I should choose, my Lord, a pleasing wake before it.

[_Enter _Arethusa _and _Bellario.

_Are_. 'Tis well my Lord y'are courting of Ladies.
Is't not late Gentlemen?

_Cle_. Yes Madam.

_Are_. Wait you there.
[_Exit _Arethusa.

_Meg_. She's jealous, as I live; look you my Lord,
The Princess has a _Hilas_, an _Adonis_.

_Pha_. His form is Angel-like.

_Meg_. Why this is he, must, when you are wed,
Sit by your pillow, like young _Apollo_, with
His hand and voice, binding your thoughts in sleep;
The Princess does provide him for you, and for her self.

_Pha_. I find no musick in these boys.

_Meg_. Nor I.
They can do little, and that small they do,
They have not wit to hide.

_Di_. Serves he the Princess?

_Thra_. Yes.

_Di_. 'Tis a sweet boy, how brave she keeps him!

_Pha_. Ladies all good rest; I mean to kill a Buck
To morrow morning, ere y'ave done your dreams.

_Meg_. All happiness attend your Grace, Gentlemen good rest,
Come shall we to bed?

_Gal_. Yes, all good night.

[_Ex_. Gal. _and _Meg.

_Di_. May your dreams be true to you;
What shall we do Gallants? 'Tis late, the King
Is up still, see, he comes, a Guard along
With him.

[_Enter _King, Arethusa _and _Guard.

_King_. Look your intelligence be true.

_Are_.