n.

_2 Gent_. H'as taken his Chamber close, admits no entrance;
Tears in his eyes, and cryings out.

_Host_. 'Tis so, Sir,
And now I wish myself half hang'd ere I went this journey.

_Leo_. What is this Woman?

_Lieu_. I.

_Host_. I cannot tell ye,
But handsome as Heaven.

_Lieu_. She is not so high I hope, Sir.

_Leo_. Where is she?

_Lieu_. I, that would be known.

_Leo_. Why, Sirrah.

_Host_. I cannot show ye neither;
The King has now dispos'd of her.

_Leo_. There lyes the matter:
Will he admit none to come to comfort him?

_1 Gent_. Not any near, nor, let 'em knock their hearts out,
Will never speak.

_Lieu_. 'Tis the best way if he have her;
For look you, a man would be loth to be disturb'd in's pastime;
'Tis every good mans case.

_Leo_. 'Tis all thy living,
We must not suffer this, we dare not suffer it:
For when these tender souls meet deep afflictions,
They are not strong enough to struggle with 'em,
But drop away as Snow does, from a mountain,
And in the torrent of their own sighs sink themselves:
I will, and must speak to him.

_Lieu_. So must I too:
He promised me a charge.

_Leo_. Of what? of Children
Upon my Conscience, thou hast a double company,
And all of thine own begetting already.

_Lieu_. That's all one,
I'le raise 'em to a Regiment, and then command 'em,
When they turn disobedient, unbeget 'em:
Knock 'em o'th' head, and put in new.

_Leo_. A rare way;
But for all this, thou art not valiant enough
To dare to see the Prince now?

_Lieu_. Do ye think he's angry?

_1 Gent_. Extreamly vext.

_2 Gent_. To the endangering of any man comes near him.

_1 Gent_. Yet, if thou couldst but win him out,
What e're thy suit were,
Believe it granted presently.

_Leo_. Yet thou must think though,
That in the doing he may break upon ye,
And--

_Lieu_. If he do not kill me.

_Leo_. There's the question.

_Lieu_. For half a dozen hurts.

_Leo_. Art thou so valiant?

_Lieu_. Not absolutely so neither: no it cannot be,
I want my impostumes, and my things about me,
Yet I'le make danger, Colonel.

_Leo_. 'Twill be rare sport,
Howe're it take; give me thy hand; if thou dost this,
I'le raise thee up a horse Troop, take my word for't.

_Lieu_. What may be done by humane man.

_Leo_. Let's go then.

_1 Gent_. Away before he cool: he will relapse else. [_Ex._

_SCENA III._

_Enter Antigonus, Menippus, and Leucippe._

_Ant_. Will she not yield?

_Leu_.