Abd. Of nothing Madam? You have found it something;
Or with the raising up this pre[tt]y mount here,
My Lord hath dealt with spirits.
Enter Gomera.
Ori. Two long hours absent?
Gom. Thy pardon sweet: I have been looking on
The Prize that was brought in by the brave Dane,
The valiant Norandine, and have brought something,
That may be thou wilt like of; but one kiss,
And then possess my purchase: there's a piece
Of cloth of Tissue, this of purple Velvet,
And as they swear, of the right Tyrian dye,
Which others here but weakly counterfeit:
If they are worth thy use, wear them; if not,
Bestow them on thy women.
Abd. Here's the Husband.
Gom. While there is any trading on the Sea
Thou shalt want nothing; 'tis a Soldiers glory,
However he neglect himself, to keep
His Mistriss in full lustre.
Ori. You exceed, Sir.
Gom. Yet there was one part of the prize dispos'd of
Before I came, which I grieve that I miss'd of,
Being almost assured, it would have been
A welcome present.
Ori. Pray you say, what was it?
Gom. A Turkish Captive of incomparable beauty,
And without question, in her Countrey Noble;
Which, as companion to thy faithful Moor,
I would have given thee for thy slave.