nia, thus_.

p. 199, ll. 9 and 10. B--D and G] 3 ll. _Ladie, passe, King_. ll.
12 and 13. A and G] 2 ll. _from, remov'd_.

p. 201, ll. 7 and 8. A] 2 ll. _All, folly_. l. 15. A] 2 ll. _Sir,
warrant_. ll. 39 and 40.

p. 202, ll. 19--22. A] Prose.

p. 204, l. 6. A--D and G] 2 ll. _false, letter_. ll. 36--38. A] 2
ll. _Truth, Prince_.

p. 205, ll. 26 and 27. A--D and G] 3 ll. _Another, distance,
opinion_.

p. 207, ll. 11--13. A--D and G] 3 ll. _Toge-, man, brother_. I.
24. A--D and G] 2 ll. _Sir, since_.

p. 209, ll. 31 and 32. A] 2 ll. _me, brother_.

p. 212, ll. ii and 12. A] 3 ll. _Panthea, gaze, out_. ll. 23 and
24. A] 2 ll. _you, gone_.

Act 5 is in verse in Quartos A, B, C and D, in prose in Quartos E
and F from p. 214, I. 22. As the Second Folio also prints it in
prose it has been decided to give here the verse of Quarto A
(1619) in full.

Actus Quinti Scaena Prima.

_Enter Mardonius, and Ligones_.

_Mar_.

Sir, the King has seene your Commission, and beleeves it, and
freely by this warrant gives you leave to visit Prince
_Tigranes_ your noble Master.

_Lig_.

I thanke his Grace, and kisse his hands.

_Mar_.

But is the maine of all your businesse
Ended in this?

_Lig_.

I have another, but a worse; I am asham'd, it is a businesse.--

_Mar_.

You serve a worthy person, and a stranger I am sure you are; you
may imploy mee if you please, without your purse, such Officers
should ever be their owne rewards.

_Lig_.

I am bound to your noblenesse.

_Mar_.

I may have neede of you, and then this curtesie,
If it be any, is not ill bestowed:
But may I civilly desire the rest?
I shall not be a hurter, if no helper.

_Lig_.

Sir, you shall know I have lost a foolish daughter,
And with her all my patience; pilferd away
By a meane Captaine of your Kings.

_Mar_.

Stay there Sir:
If he have reacht the noble worth of Captaine,
He may well claime a worthy gentlewoman,
Though shee were yours, and noble.

_Lig_.

I grant all that too: but this wretched fellow
Reaches no further then the emptie name,
That serves to feede him; were he valiant,
Or had but in him any noble nature,
That might hereafter promise him a good man;
My cares were something lighter, and my grave
A span yet from me.

_Mar_.

I confesse such fellowes
Be in all royall Campes, and have, and must be
To make the sinne of coward more detested