PHI. But heare me, Countrimen.
CAP. Heare the Prince, I say, heare Phylaster.
OMNES. I, I, heare the Prince, heare the Prince.
PHI. My comming is to give you thanks, my deere Countrimen, whose powerfull sway hath curb'd the prossecuting fury of my foes.
OMNES. We will curb um, we will curb um.
PHI. I finde you will,
But if my intrest in your loves be such,
As the world takes notice of, Let me crave
You would deliver Pharamont to my hand,
And from me accept this
[Gives um his purse.
Testimonie of my love.
Which is but a pittance of those ample thankes,
Which shall redowne with showred courtesies.
CAP. Take him to thee brave Prince, and we thy bounty thankefully accept, and will drinke thy health, thy perpetuall health my Prince, whilst memory lasts amongst us, we are thy Mermidons, my Achillis: we are those will follow thee, and in thy service will scowre our rusty murins and bill-bow-blades, most noble Phylaster, we will: Come my rowtists let's retyer till occasion calls us to attend the noble Phylaster.
OMNES. Phylaster, Phylaster, Phylaster.