Emilia. He is so.
Per. How doe you like him Ladie?
Hip. I admire him,
I have not seen so young a man, so noble
(If he say true,) of his sort.
Emil. Believe,
His mother was a wondrous handsome woman,
His face me thinks, goes that way.
Hip. But his Body
And firie mind, illustrate a brave Father.
Per. Mark how his virtue, like a hidden Sun,
Breaks through his baser garments.
Hip. He's well got sure.
Thes. What made you seek this place Sir?
Arc. Noble Theseus.
To purchase name, and doe my ablest service
To such a well-found wonder, as thy worth,
For only in thy Court, of all the world
Dwells fair-ey'd honor.
Per. All his words are worthy.