He shall have chariots easier than air that I will have invented; and ne're think one shall pay any ransome, and thy self that art the messenger, shalt ride before him on a horse cut out of an intire Diamond, that shall be made to go with golden wheeles, I know not how yet.
Lyg.
Why I shall be made for ever? they beli'd this King with us, and said he was unkind.
Arb.
And then thy Daughter, she shall have some strange thing, wee'l have the Kingdom sold utterly, and put into a toy which she shall wear about her carelesly some where or other. See the vertuous Queen; behold the humblest subject that you have kneel here before you.
Enter Panthea And 1 Gent.
Pan.
Why kneel you to me that am your Vassal?
Arb.
Grant me one request.