eres my spirit we doe embrace you here:
And welcome too, brave Lord. We cannot say,
As if we were in Paris we might say,
Your viands shall be costly: but presume,
Such as the Camp affords, weele have the best.
Daughter, I prythee bid them welcome.

_Kath_. My Lord, I doe,
That with the Congy of a bended knee,
But this with my true hearts[114] loyalty.
Lords, you are welcome by my father's leave.

_Lew_. Why, now thou dost content thy father _Kate_,
When wholy unto merryment inclined
Thou answerst with like simpathy of mind.

_Ferd_. But yet her looks are haggard and obscure,
Which makes me doubtfull sheele not stoop to lure.

_Lew_. Princes, let's enter: come, Ile lead the way!
The feast is mine, you are my ghests this day.

_Ferd_. Now, _Pembrooke_, shew thy friendships true effect;
Obtayne her love, my life thou shalt protect.

[_Exeunt Lew. Ferd. Rod. & Flaund_.

_Kath_.--He stayes behind the rest. O happy houre!
Worke on (sweet Paynter) to inrich mine eye
With that which els procures my tragedy.

_Pem_. Fayre Madam, in this confluence of sweet joy,
When every one resorts unto the feast,
Me thinkes you should not thus retyre alone,
As seeming your best fare were heavy mone.

_Kath_. I am not (Sir) alone, nor do I starve
My appetite with any wil-full fast;
I have a banquet of sweet pleasing thoughts
That is more precious then the costliest feast.

_Pem_. But at your father's boord there sits a ghest
To whom the cup of _Ganimede_ will seeme
But juice of Hemlocke, and the daintiest dish
As much unsavory as the Pomice stone,
Unlesse your presence season his delight.

_Kath_. I am sorry I want skill to serve his dyet;
I have not bin instructed to such end.

_Pem_. But I will teach you (Madam) if you please.

_Kath_. Rather the party grieved first should shew
Wherein we erre, els how can we discerne
What is our fault or how we may amend?

_Pem_. That office he commits unto my toung.

_Kath_. Is he not able then to speake himselfe?

_Pem_. Yes, Madam, I have heard when _Ferdinand_,
With whom in _Padua_ I was conversant,
So spake in the assembly of the learn'd,
With such a grace and well composed phrase,
As many thought grave _Tullies_ eloquence
Flowed like a hony River from his lips.

_Kath_. He wanteth then belike sufficient courage.

_Pem_. Never liv'd Knight lesse prejudic'd in that
Then valiant _Ferdinand_, whom I have seene
Couch his stiffe[115] Launce with such dexterit