ee them imitate
(Though a farre off) the fashions of our Courts, 40
As they have ever ap't us in attire;
Never were men so weary of their skins,
And apt to leape out of themselves as they;
Who, when they travell to bring forth rare men,
Come home delivered of a fine French suit: 45
Their braines lie with their tailors, and get babies
For their most compleat issue; hee's sole heire
To all the morall vertues that first greetes
The light with a new fashion, which becomes them
Like apes, disfigur'd with the attires of men. 50

_Henr._ No question they much wrong their reall worth
In affectation of outlandish scumme;
But they have faults, and we more: they foolish-proud
To jet in others plumes so haughtely;
We proud that they are proud of foolerie, 55
Holding our worthes more compleat for their vaunts.

_Enter Monsieur, D'Ambois._

_Monsieur._ Come, mine owne sweet heart, I will enter thee.
Sir, I have brought a gentleman to court;
And pray, you would vouchsafe to doe him grace.

_Henr._ D'Ambois, I thinke.

_Bussy._ That's still my name, my lord, 60
Though I be something altered in attire.

_Henr._ We like your alteration, and must tell you,
We have expected th'offer of your service;
For we (in feare to make mild vertue proud)
Use not to seeke her out in any man. 65

_Buss._ Nor doth she use to seeke out any man:
He that will winne, must wooe her: she's not shameless.

_Mons._ I urg'd her modestie in him, my lord,
And gave her those rites that he sayes shee merits.

_Henr._ If you have woo'd and won, then, brother, weare him. 70

_Mons._ Th'art mine, sweet heart! See, here's the Guises Duches;
The Countesse of Mountsurreaue, Beaupre.
Come, I'le enseame thee. Ladies, y'are too many
To be in counsell: I have here a friend
That I would gladly enter in your graces. 75

_Buss._ 'Save you, ladyes!

_Duchess._ If you enter him in our graces, my
lord, me thinkes, by his blunt behaviour he should
come out of himselfe.

_Tamyra._ Has he never beene courtier, my 80
lord?

_Mons._ Never, my lady.

_Beaupre._ And why did the toy take him inth'
head now?

_Buss._ Tis leape yeare, lady, and therefore very