went.

_Mar_.

Shall he go on's head?

_Arb_.

He shall have chariots easier than air that I will have invented;
and ne're think one shall pay any ransome, and thy self that art
the messenger, shalt ride before him on a horse cut out of an
intire Diamond, that shall be made to go with golden wheeles, I
know not how yet.

_Lyg_.

Why I shall be made for ever? they beli'd this King with us, and
said he was unkind.

_Arb_.

And then thy Daughter, she shall have some strange thing, wee'l
have the Kingdom sold utterly, and put into a toy which she shall
wear about her carelesly some where or other. See the vertuous
Queen; behold the humblest subject that you have kneel here
before you.

_Enter_ Panthea _And_ 1 Gent.

_Pan_.

Why kneel you to me that am your Vassal?

_Arb_.

Grant me one request.

_Pan_.

Alas what can I grant you? what I can, I will.

_Arb_.

That you will please to marry me if I can prove it lawfull.

_Pan_.

Is that all? more willingly than I would draw this air.

_Arb_.

I'le kiss this hand in earnest.

_2 Gent_.

Sir, _Tigranes_ is coming though he made it strange at first, to
see the Princess any more.

_Enter_ Tigranes _And_ Spaconia.

_Arb_.

The Queen thou meanest, O my _Tigranes_. Pardon me, tread on my
neck, I freely offer it, and if thou beest so given take revenge,
for I have injur'd thee.

_Tigr_.

No, I forgive, and rejoyce more that you have found repentance,
than I my liberty.

_Arb_.

Mayest thou be happy in thy fair choice, for thou art temperate.
You owe no ransom to the state, know that I have a thousand joyes
to tell you of, which yet I dare not utter till I pay my thanks
to Heaven for 'em: Will you go with me and help me? pray you do.

_Tigr_.

I will.

_Arb_.

Take then your fair one with you; and you Queen of goodness and
of us, O give me leave to take your arm in mine: come every one
that takes delight in goodness, help to sing loud thanks for me,
that I am prov'd no King.

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(A) A King and no King. | Acted at the Globe, by his Majesties
Servants. | Written by Francis Beamount, and John Flecher. | At
London | Printed for Thomas Walkley, and are to bee sold | at his
shoppe at the Eagle and Childe in | Brittans-Bursse. 1619.

(B) A King | and | No King. | Acted at the Blacke-Fryars, by his
| Majesties Serva