Art thou there, Lodowick? Give me ink and paper.

LODOWICK.
I will, my liege.

KING EDWARD.
And bid the Lords hold on their play at Chess,
For we will walk and meditate alone.

LODOWICK.
I will, my sovereign.

[Exit Lodowick.]

KING EDWARD.
This fellow is well read in poetry,
And hath a lusty and persuasive spirit;
I will acquaint him with my passion,
Which he shall shadow with a veil of lawn,
Through which the Queen of beauties Queen shall see
Her self the ground of my infirmity.

[Enter Lodowick.]

KING EDWARD.
hast thou pen, ink, and paper ready, Lodowick?

LODOWICK.
Ready, my liege.