There was a Ladie Sir, I must confesse
Once in my charge: the Prince Tigranes gave her
To my guard for her safetie, how I usd her
She may her selfe report, shee's with the Prince now:
I did but waite upon her like a Groome,
Which she will testifie I am sure: If not,
My braines are at your service when you please Sir,
And glad I have um for you?
Lig.
This is most likely, Sir I aske your pardon,
And am sorrie I was so intemperate.
Bes.
Well, I can aske no more, you would thinke it strange Now to have me beat you at first sight.
Lig.
Indeed I would but I know your goodnes can forget
Twentie beatings. You must forgive me.
Bes.
Yes, ther's my hand, goe where you will, I shall thinke
You a valiant fellow for all this.
Lig.