er and those Lords are met,
Mongst whom the noble _Pembrooke_, like the Sunne,
Out-shines the borrowed glory of the rest.
And well I may compare him to the Sunne,
That but once lookt upon with his fayre shape
Hath dazled my poore sences and left me blind.
But, sirra, where's the man I bade you bring?
_Bow_. If you can judge of colours (madam) this is he. Paynter,
stand forth.
_Kath_. An earnest cause (my friend) importunes me,
Wherein I am to crave thy cunningst Arte.
_Payn_. Such as it is you may commaund, faire Princesse.
_Kath_. But are thy colours fresh, thy pensill smoothe?
Thy hand unwavering, and thy head dislodg'd
Of all unquiet harsh incumbrances?
For thou must draw proportion of those parts
Whose worth to tell my toung wants utterance.
_Payn_. Feare you not, Madam; I am well prepar'd.
_Kat_. Then hither strait with youthfull _Ferdinand_,
_Navar's_ stout sonne, there comes an English Knight,
_Pembrooke_ they call him, honourably borne.
Him (when we are in conference) thou shalt marke
And to the life set doune his counterfet.
Nor is it needful I should shew him thee!
The goodliest person in the traine, that's he.
_Bow_. Let me alone to give the Paynter destruction. I know him as well
as the Begger knowes his dish[113]: he weares a white Scarfe in his hat
and an Orange tawny feather upon his arme.
_Kath_. Foole, indirectly thou describ'st another,
Thats Prince _Navar_: _Pembrooke_ his plume is Azure
A little intermixt with spotlesse white,
Prefiguring the temper of the Sky
With whose hye motion his great mind doth move.
_Bow_. Orange tawny and Azure, all's one, all is but feather; there is
no difference I am sure but in colour.
_Kath_. Why, thats as much as may be, is it not?
_Bow_. Not so, Ile prove the contrary: You are fayre and I am foule; is
it that all the difference betweene you and I? there's another thing in
it if you marke it well.
_Kath_. I prythee peace and with thy ignorance
Draw not the Paynter likewise into errour.
Here take thy stand; thou knowst him by these markes
I lately spake of. Seeme to excell thine Arte
And I will study to requite thy paynes.
_Enter Lewes, Ferdinand, Pembrooke, Rodoricke, and Flaunders_.
_Lew_. Thus did the Greeks, when they begirt the walles
Of strong-built Troy, sometimes with friendly cheeks
Entertayne peace and spend their frollick houres
In courtly feasting of each other foe.
Welcome, young _Ferdinand_! I promise you
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