, for your service.
Excellent Prince--To all my heartie love,
And a good Farewel.

Mochingo:

Thanks honest _Cassilane_.

Cassilanes:

Come _Annophel_.

Gonzalo:

Shall I not wait upon you Sir?

Cassilanes:

From hence you shall not stir a foot:
Loving _Gonzalo_, it must be all my study
To requite you.

Gonzalo:

If I may be so fortunate to deserve
The name of friend from you, I have enough.

Cassilanes:

You are so, and you have made your self so.

Gonzalo:

I will then preserve it.

Erota:

_Antinous_ you are my servant, are you not?

Antinous:

It hath pleased you so to grace me.

Erota:

Why are you then dejected? you will say,
You have lost a father; but you have found a Mistris
260] Doubles that loss: be master of your spirit;
You have a cause for it, which is my favour.

Gonzalo:

And mine.

Erota:

Will no man ease me of this fool?

Gonzalo:

Your fellow.

Erota:

_Antinous_ wait upon us.

Antinous:

I shall Madam.

Gonzalo:

Nay but Ladie, Ladie.

Erota:

Sir, you are rude: and if you be the Master
Of such means as you do talk of, you should
Learn good manners.

Gonzalo:

O Lady, you can find a fault in me,
But not perceive it in your self: you must, shall hear me:
I love you for your pride, 'tis the best vertue
In you.

Erota:

I could hang this fellow now: by whom
Are you supported, that you dare do this?
Have you not example here in a Prince
Transcending you in all things, yet bears himself
As doth become a man had seen my beautie?
Back to your Country, and your Curtizans,
Where you may be admired for your wealth,
Which being consum'd, may be a means to gain you
The opinion of some wit. Here's nothing
To be got but scorn, and loss of time.

Gonzalo:

Which are things I delight in.

Erota:

_Antinous_ follow me.

[Exit.

Gonzalo:

She is vext to the soul.

Mochingo:

Let her be vext, 'tis fit she should be so:
Give me thy hand _Gonzalo_, thou art in our favour,
For we do love to cherish lofty spirits,
Such as percusse the Earth, and bound
With an erected countenance to the