You are my god on earth: and let me have
Your favour here, fall what can fall hereafter.
Pho. Thou art believ'd: dost thou want mony?
Sep. No Sir.
Pho. Or hast thou any suite? these ever follow
Thy vehement protestations.
Sep. You much wrong me;
How can I want, when your beams shine upon me,
Unless employment to express my zeal
To do your greatness service? do but think