itenesse of her face.

_Con_. Come, thou art a cavilling companion:
Because thou seest my heart is drown'd in love,
Thou wilt drowne me too. I say the Ladie's faire;
I say I love her, and in that more faire;
I say she loves me, and in that most faire;
Love doth attribute in Hyperbolies
Unto his Mistris the creation
Of every excellence, because in her
His eies do dreame of perfect excellence.--
And here she comes; observe her, gentle friend.

[_Enter Euphrata_.

_Euph_. Welcome, sweet _Constantine_.

_Con_. My _Euphrata_.

_Euph_. Thy _Euphrata_, be thou my _Constantine_.
But what is he? a stranger, or thy friend?

_Con_. My second selfe, my second _Euphrata_.
If thou beest mine, salute her, gentle _Otho_.

_Otho_. An humble and a true devoted heart
I tender to you in a mindes chast kisse.

_Euph_. Welcome to me, since welcome to my friend.

_Otho_.--A beautiful, an admirable Ladie!
I thinke 'tis fatall unto every friend
Never to love, untill his friend first love,
And then his choice; but sooner will I teare
Out of this brest mine affection with my heart.

_Euph_. Hearing, sweet _Constantine_, thou wert so nere me,
I came as I were winged to gaze on thee.

_Con_. And would to heaven there were no bar in time
To hinder me from thy desired sight,
But thousand sutors eyes, do watch my steps;
And harke, I heare some trampling. How now, _Julia_?

_Enter Julia_.

_Juli_. Madam, the Lord Montano, spying you
To leave the presence and to enter here,
Hath ever since waited your comming foorth.
And will not be denied untill he see you.

_Euph_. Of all my sutors, most importunate.

_Con_. What is he, love?

_Euph_. Of very noble birth,
But my affection is not tyed to birth.
I must dispense with this kind conference
For some small time, untill I rid him hence.
Therefore within my closet hide thy selfe;
Your friend shall _Julia_ guide into the garden,
Where through a private doore, but seldome us'd,
He may at pleasure leave us and returne.
Deny me not I prethee, _Constantine_;
Thou hast my heart, and would thy birth were such
I need not feare t'avouch thee for my Love.

_Otho_. Madam, I take my leave. [_Exit Otho_.

_Con_. Farewell, deare friend,
Returne as soone as may be; farewell Love. [_Exit_.

_Euph_. Now guide _Montano_ hither.

_Enter Montano_.

_Mon_. Gracious Madam,
I have seene the noble Palsgrave, the Prince
Of _Milleine_, and the Palatine of the _Rheine_,
With di