That summons home distresfull trauellers.
There none shall heare vs but the harmeles birds:
Happelie the gentle nightingale
Shall carroll vs a-sleepe ere we be ware,
And, singing wit the prickle at her breast,
Tell our delight and mirthfull dalliance.
Till then, each houre will seeme a yeere and more.

HOR. But, honie-sweet and honorable loue,
Returne we now into your fathers sight;
Dangerous suspition waits on our delight.

LOR. I, danger mixt with iealous despite
Shall send thy soule into eternalle night!

Exeunt.



[ACT II. SCENE 3.]

[The Spanish court.]

Enter the KING OF SPAINE, PORTINGALE
EMBASSADOUR, DON CIPRIAN, &c.

KING. Brother of Castille, to the princes loue
What saies your daughter Bel-imperia?

CIP. Although she coy it, as becomes her kinde,