Leu. What Page?
Tim. Your boy there. [Dies.
[Urania sounds.
Leu. Is he fall'n mad in death, what does he mean?
Some good god help me at the worst: how dost thou?
Let not thy misery vex me, thou shalt have
What thy poor heart can wish: I am a Prince,
And I will keep thee in the gayest cloaths,
And the finest things, that ever pretty boy had given him.
Ura. I know you well enough,
Feth I am dying, and now you know all too.
Leu. But stir up thy self; look what a Jewel here is,
See how it glisters: what a pretty shew
Will this make in thy little ear? ha, speak,
Eat but a bit, and take it.
Ura. Do you not know me?
Leu. I prethee mind thy health: why that's well said my good boy, smile still.
Ura. I shall smile till death an I see you, I am Urania, your Sister-in-law.
Leu. How?