Th'example of the sweetest disposytion,
For all th'offences yet reveald unto me
I freelye pardon hym.

_Bus_. And you are good
And like your selfe, a verye god[103] in pyttie.

_Ber_. And from thys mercye I will new create
In me a spyrrytt full of humblenes.

_Enter La Fue in gallantrye_.

_Fue_. Roame there & uncover, gentyllmen. I that am myne owne gentyllman
usher am the best gentyllman in _Fraunce_ at thys present. Give place &
avoyde these.

_Bus_. What meanes the peasant? syrha, are you madd?

_Fue_. Yes, and I were halfe nakt as you are. Roame I say!--O my sweete
harte, I will [_Offers to kisse Charli_.] kysse thy whyte lipps in the
syght of thys whole assemblye.

_Char_. Avaunte, I say! what meanes thys lunatycke.

_Tur_. Pore sott howe hees deceyvd! th'inchauntments vanyshed.--
Syrha learne better manners.

_Fue_. How! syrha to my greatnes! I am not in case to carrye your tokens.
Ould man, you had better manners when last I lefte you.--Come, sweete
love, I will love thee without more intreatye. Let us withdrawe & in