Ha. Love ever honor'd,
And ever young, thou Soveraign of all hearts
Of all our sorrows, the sweet ease. [She weeps now.
Does she still cosin me?
Nur. You will see anon,
'Twas her desire, expect the issue, Madam.
Ha. My soul's so big, I cannot pray; 'tis she,
I will go nearer.
Enter Algripe, Lurcher, Boy.
Nur. Here's Mr. Algripe, and other strangers, Madam.
Al. Here good Lady,
Upon my knees I ask thy worships pardon;
Here's the whole summ I had with thy fair Daughter;
Would she were living, I might have her peace too,
And yield her up again to her old liberty:
I had a wife before, and could not marry;
My pennance shall be on that man that honor'd her,
To conferr some Land.
La. This is incredible.
Al 'Tis truth.
Lu. Do you know me, Sir?
Al. Ha, the Gentleman I deceiv'd.