Gentlewoman, and other attendants_.

K. No newes of his returne,
Will not this rable multitude be appeas'd?
I feare their outrage, lest it should extend
With dangering of _Pharamonts_ life.

Enter _PHILASTER_ with _PHARAMONT_.

LEON. See Sir, _Phylaster_ is return'd.

PHI. Royall Sir,
Receive into your bosome your desired peace,
Those discontented mutineares be appeasde,
And this fortaigne Prince in safety.

K. How happie am I in thee _Phylaster_?
Whose excellent vertues begets a world of love,
I am indebted to thee for a Kingdome.
I here surrender up all Soveraignetie,
Raigne peacefully with thy espoused Bride,

[_Delivers his Crowne to him_.

Ashume my Son to take what is thy due.

PHA. How Sir, yer son, what am I then, your Daughter you gave to
me.

KIN. But heaven hath made asignement unto him,
And brought your contract to anullity:
Sir, your entertainment hath beene most faire,
Had not your hell-bred lust dride up the spring,
From whence flow'd forth those favours that you found:
I am glad to see you safe, let this suffice,
Your selfe hath crost your selfe.

LEON. They are married sir.

PHAR. How married? I hope your highnesse will not use me so,
I came not to be disgraced, and returne alone.

KING. I cannot helpe it sir.

LEON. To returne alone, you neede not sir,
Here is one will beare you company.
You know this Ladies proofe, if you
Fail'd not in the say-taging.

ME. I hold your scoffes in vildest base contempt,
Or is there said or done, ought I repent,
But can retort even to your grinning teeths,
Your worst of spights, tho Princesse lofty steps
May not be tract, yet may they tread awry,
That boy there--

BEL. If to me ye speake Lady,
I must tell you, you have lost your selfe
In your too much forwardnesse, and hath forgot
Both modesty and truth, with what impudence