Enter Repentance.
Nic. Belike they want some of their companie.
King. But stay, who’s that descends so prosperously,
With such sweet sounding Musike? All obserue.
Musike, dance.
Nic. See how the splendor of that Maiestie,
That came from Heauen, hath disperst away
Suspition, Ignorance, and Crueltie,
And instantly o’rcome Detraction too,
Those enemies to vertue, foes to man,