u_. Content; ile prosecute it.

_Tul_. Dread soveraigne, heaven witnesse with me
With what bended spirit I have attainde
This height of happinesse; and how unwillingly,
Till heavens decree, _Terentias_ love, and your
Faire consents did meet in one to make
Me Lord thereof: nor shall it add one scruple
Of high thought to my lowly minde.
_Tully_ is _Tully_, parentage poore, the best
An Orator, but equall with the least.

_Lent_. Oh no doubt, _Accutus_, be the attempt
My perill, his royall promise is past
In that behalfe. My soveraigne, this Gentlemans
Request takes hold upon your gratious promise
For the releasement of a prisoner.

_Cos_. My promise is irrevocable, take it;
But what is hee and the qualitie of his fault?

_Acut_. A gentleman, may it please your grace; his fault
Suspition, and most likly innocent.

_Caes_. He hath freedome, and I prethee let him be brought hither.

[_Exit[321] Acut_.

Perhaps in his presence we shall win some smiles,
For I have noted oft in a simple braine,
(Only striving to excell it self)
Hath corrupted language, that hath turnd
To pleasant laughter in juditious eares;
Such may this proove, for now me thinkes
Each minute, wanting sport, doth seeme as long
And teadious, as a feaver: but who doth knowe
The true condition of this _Accutus_?

_Tully_. My Leige, of him something my knowledge
Can discover; his spirit is free as aire,
His temper temperate, if ought's uneeven
His spleene waies downe [towards] lenitie: but how
Stird by reproofe? ah,[322] then hee's bitter and like
His name _Acute_, vice to him is a foule eye-sore
And could he stifle it in bitterest words he would,
And who so offends to him is paralell;
He will as soon reproove the Caedar state
As the lowe shrub.

_Enter Acut. and Philaut_.

_Phy_. Nay, good _Accutus_, let me not enter the presence.

_Accut_. Oh sir, I assure you your presence will be most acceptable in
the presence at this time then a farre ritcher present. May it please
your majestie, this is the man.

_Caes_. Let him stand forward.

_Cit. W_. Alas, we shal see nothing; would I were neere; now hee stands
forwards.

_Caes_.[323] What qualities hath he, _Accutus_?

_Accut_. A few good ones (may it please you); he handles a comb wel, a
brush better, and will drink downe a _Dutchman_, & has good skill in
pricksong.

_Hostis_. I, ile be sworne he had, when he was my Guest.

_Acut_. Please it your Maies