Jul. These of Purple, Damask green
Sacred to the vertuous Queen
Here we hang.
Alin. As these are now
Her glories ever spring, and show.
These for our selves: our hopes, and loves,
Full of pinks, and Ladies gloves,
Of hearts-ease too, which we would fain
As we labour for, attain;
Hear me Heaven, and as I bend,
Full of hope, some comfort send.
Jul. Hear her: hear her: if there be [Musick.
A spotless Sweetness, this is she.
Ped. Now Roderigo stand.
Rod. He that divides ye
Divides my life too.
Gov. Pedro, Noble Pedro,
Do not you know your friend?
Ped. I know, and honour ye.
Gov. Lady this leave I'le crave, pray be not angry,
I will not long divide you: how happy, Pedro,
Would all the court be now, might they behold thee?
Might they but see you thus, and thus embrace you?
The King will be a joyfull man believe it,
Most joyfull, Pedro.
Ped. I am his humble Servant.
Nay, good Sir, speak your will, I see you wonder, one easie
word from you—
Alph. I dare say nothing;
My tongue's a new tongue Sir, and knows his tither,
Let her do what she please, I dare do nothing,
I have been damn'd for doing, will the King know him?
That fellow there, will he respect and honour him?
He has been look'd upon they say: will he own him?