_Fue_. P[er]a[dve]nter I have, p[er]a[dve]nter I have not.

_Tur_. By all meanes doe; choller will kyll thee ells. But to my
purposse: heares gould, comend me to thy master and give him thys token
from me. [_Gives the ringe_.
You see howe thynges runne; hys frend has all hys honors.

_Fue_. And you had talkd thus before y'ad never tyerd me.

_Tur_. Stay, goe not yet, here comes the emperoure.

_Fue_. Mas, Ile have a syghte on hym.

_Enter Charlimayne, Richard, Didier_.

_Char_. Doe not perswade me; cossen, you shall weare
The honors I have given; what was _Ganelons_
Onlye belongs to _Rychard_, he shall weare theym.

_Rich_. But without ease or comforte.--Good my lorde,
You have a power in hys hyghnes love
Beyond power to interprett: pray you begge
Hys grace will ease thys burthen.

_Char_. Nor he nor any creature on the earthe
Hath power in me beyond the rule of wisdome.

_Tur_. Not nowe, I knowe; that charme is altered.
--Sweete lorde, I darre not lymytt kings affectyons.