Pha. By all my love I will: Woodmen conduct the Princess to the King, and bear that wounded fellow to dressing: Come Gentlemen, we'l follow the chase close.
[Ex. Are. Pha. Di. Cle. Thra. and 1 Woodman.
Coun. I pray you friend let me see the King.
2 Wood.That you shall, and receive thanks.
[Exeunt.
Coun. If I get clear with this, I'le go see no more gay sights.
Enter Bellario.
Bell. A heaviness near death sits on my brow,
And I must sleep: Bear me thou gentle bank,
For ever if thou wilt: you sweet ones all,
Let me unworthy press you: I could wish
I rather were a Coarse strewed o're with you,
Than quick above you. Dulness shuts mine eyes,
And I am giddy; Oh that I could take
So sound a sleep, that I might never wake.
Enter Philaster.
Phi. I have done ill, my conscience calls me false,
To strike at her, that would not strike at me:
When I did fight, me thought I heard her pray
The gods to guard me. She may be abus'd,
And I a loathed villain: if she be,
She will conceal who hurt her; He has wounds,
And cannot follow, neither knows he me.
Who's this; Bellario sleeping? If thou beest
Guilty, there is no justice that thy sleep