m what cause so ever it proceedes
Would God I had beene kinder to thy love.

_Enter Hard, with a Guard, Motto, Raphe_.

_Hard_. Slaves, can ye not direct us to the place?

_Mot_. Yes, sir, here's the place we left him in.

_Ra_. O see (my lord) heer's one weares his apparrell.

_Hard_. But where is he? stay, sirra, what are you
That jet thus in the garments of the Prince.

_Han_. Bought and sold, sir, in the open market, sir.
Aske my maister.

_Hard_. Earle _Lassingbergh_, where is the Princes body?

_Lass_. Why aske you me, my Lord?

_Hard_. Since you are in the place where he was drownd,
And this your hinde here hath his garments on.

_Lass_. Enquire of him then.

_Hard_. Ile enquire of you
And of your gallant, too. Guard, apprehend them
And bring them presentlie to court with us.

_Lass_. What meanes Lord _Hardenberg_ to entreate me thus?

_Har_. That you shall know anon: bring them away.

[_Exeunt_.

[SCENE 4]

_Enter Leander and Hyanthe_.

_Lean_. O, Madam, never were our teares bestowed
Of one whose death was worthier to be mon'd.
Deere _Alberdure_, why parted I from thee,
And did not like the faithful _Pilades_
Attend my deare Orestes in his rage?

_Hya_. O my sweete love, O princelie _Alberdure_,
Would God the river where thy course lay drownde
Were double deepe in me and turned to teares
That it might be consumde for swallowing thee.

_Enter Alber, with a basket of Apricocks, disguised_.

_Alber_. In this disguise Ile secretly enquire
Why I was so forsaken of my friend
And left to danger of my lunacie.
Here is the man that most I blame for this,
Whose vowed friendship promisd greater care;
But he, it seemes, enamour'd of my love,
Was glad of that occasion, and I feare
Hath turned her womanish conceipt from me.
Ile proove them both. Maister, wilt please [you] buy
A basket of well riped Apricocks?

_Lea_. I pray thee keepe thy dainties; I am full
Of bitter sorrowes as my hart can holde.

_Alb_. It may be, Maister, your faire Lady will.

_Hya_. No, friend; my stomach is more full then his.

_Lea_. Where dwellest thou, friend?

_Alb_. Not farre from hence, my Lord.

_Lea_. Then thou knowest well which was the fatall streame
Wherein the young prince _Alberdure_ was drownd?

_Alb_. I know not he was drowned, but oft have seene
The pittious manner of his lunacie;
In depth whereof he still would eccho forth
A Ladies na