I haue some teares to spend vpon his Tombe,
We are the next vnto the Diadem,
That’s the occasion I obscure my selfe.
Happie’s that Prince, that ere he rules, shall know,
VVhere the chiefe errors of his State doe grow.
|Exeunt.|
Act. II.
Enter Lisandro, and Loretta, seuerall.
Lor. My Lord Lisandro, y’are met happily.
Lis. Loretta! welcome, welcome as my life.