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s finde beauties bowre, In whose translucent brest my hart is lodgde. BEL. Alas, my lord! there but words of course, And but deuise to driue me from this place. She, going in, lets fall her gloue, which HORATIO, comming out, takes vp. HOR. Madame, your gloue. BEL. Thanks, good Horatio; take it for thy paines. [BEL-IMPERIA exits.] BAL. Signior Horatio stoopt in happie time! HOR. I reapt more grace that I deseru'd or hop'd. LOR. My lord, be not dismaid for what is past; You know that women oft are humerous: These clouds will ouerblow with little winde; Let me alone, Ill scatter them my-selfe. Meane-while let vs deuise to spend the time In some delightfull sports and reuelling. HOR. The king, my lords, is comming hither straight To feast the Portingall embassadour; Things were in readiness before I came. BAL. Then heere it fits vs to attend the king, To welcome hither our embassadour, And learne my father and my countries health. Enter the banquet, TRUMPETS, the KING, and EMBASSADOUR. KING. See, lord embassador, how Spaine intreats Their prisoner Balthazar, thy viceroyes sonne: We pleasure more in kindenes than in warres. EMBASS. Sad is our king, and Portingale laments, Supposing that Don Balthazar is slaine. BAL. [aside] So am I, slaine by beauties tirannie!-- You see, my lord, how Balthazar is slaine: I frolike with the Duke of Castilles sonne, Wrapt euery houre in pleasures of the court, And graste with fauours of his Maiestie. KING. Put off your greetings till our feast be done; Now come and sit with vs, and taste our cheere. Sit to the banquet. Sit downe, young prince, you are our second guest; Brother, sit downe; and nephew, take your placel Signior Horatio, waite thou vpon our cup, For well thou hast deserued to be honored. Now, lordings, fall too: Spaine is Portugall, And Portugall is Spaine; we both are freends; Tribute is paid, and we enioy our right. But where is olde Hieronimo, our marhsall? He promised vs, in honor of our guest, To grace our banquet with some pompous iest. Enter HIERONIMO with a DRUM, three KNIGHTS, each with scutchin; then he fethces three KINGS; they tak
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