._ My _Autumn_ is not far off.

_Leo._ Have you told your Lady?

_Ser._ Yes Sir, I have told her
Both of your noble service, and your present,
Which she accepts.

_Leo._ I should be blest to see her.

_Ser._ That now you cannot doe: she keeps the Chamber
Not well dispos'd; and has denied all visits,
The maid I have in charge to receive from ye,
So please you render her.

_Leo._ With all my service,
But fain I would have seen.

_Ser._ 'Tis but your patience;
No doubt she cannot but remember nobly.

_Leo._ These three years I have lov'd this scornfull Lady,
And follow'd her with all the truth of service,
In all which time, but twice she has honour'd me
With sight of her blest beauty: when you please Sir,
You may receive your charge, and tell your Lady;
A Gentleman whose life is only dedicated
To her commands, kisses her beauteous hands;
And Faire-one, now your help, you may remember
The honest courtesies, since you are mine,
I ever did your modestie: you shall be near her,
And if sometimes you name my service to her,
And tell her with what nobleness I love her,
'Twill be a gratitude I shall remember.

_Zen._ What in my poor power lyes, so it be honest.

_Leo._ I ask no more.

_Ser._ You must along with me (Fair.)

_Leo._ And so I leave you two: but a fortune
Too happy for my fate: you shall enjoy her.

_Scena Secunda._

_Enter Zabulon and Servants._

_Zab._ Be quick, be quick, out with the banquet there,
These scents are dull; cast richer on, and fuller;
Scent every place, where have you plac'd the musick?

_Ser._ Here they stand ready Sir.

_Zab._ 'Tis well, be sure
The wines be lusty, high, and full of Spirit,
And Amber'd all.

_Ser._ They are.

_Zab._ Give fair attendance.
In the best trim, and state, make ready all.
I shall come presently again. [_Banquet set forth. Exit._

_2 Ser._ We shall Sir,
What preparation's this?
Some new device
My Lady has in hand.

_1 Ser._ O, prosper it
As long as it carries good wine in the mouth,
And good meat with it, where are all the rest?

_2 Ser._ They are ready to attend. [_Musick._

_1 Ser._ Sure some great person,
They would not make this hurry else.

_2 Ser._ Hark the Musick.

_Enter_ Zabulon, _and_ Arnoldo.

It will appear now certain, here it comes.
Now to our places.

_Arn._ Whither will he lead me?
What invitation's this? to what new end
Are these fair preparations? a rich Banquet,
Musick, and every place