To runne so madly on a man unknowne. The Vault opens.
See, see, a vault is opening that was never
Knowne to my lord and husband, nor to any
But him that brings the man I love, and me.
How shall I looke on him? how shall I live,180
And not consume in blushes? I will in;
And cast my selfe off, as I ne're had beene. Exit.
Ascendit Frier and D'Ambois.
Friar. Come, worthiest sonne, I am past measure glad
That you (whose worth I have approv'd so long)