Baum. You come to chide me, seruant, and bring with you
Sufficient warrant, you will say and truely, [70]
My father found too much obedience in me,
By being won too soone: yet if you please
But to remember, all my hopes and fortunes
Had reuerence to this likening: you will grant
That though I did not well towards you, I yet [75]
Did wisely for my selfe.
Nou. With too much feruor
I haue so long lou’d and still loue you, Mistresse,
To esteeme that an iniury to me
Which was to you conuenient: that is past
My helpe, is past my cure. You yet may, Lady, [80]
In recompence of all my dutious seruice,
(Prouided that your will answere your power)
Become my Creditresse.
Beau. I vnderstand you,
And for assurance, the request you make
Shall not be long vnanswered. Pray you sit, [85]
And by what you shall heare, you’l easily finde,
My passions are much fitter to desire,
Then to be sued to.
Enter Romont and Florimell.
Flor. Sir, tis not enuy
At the start my fellow has got of me in
My Ladies good opinion, thats the motiue [90]
Of this discouery; but due payment
Of what I owe her Honour.
Rom. So I conceiue it.
Flo. I haue obserued too much, nor shall my silence
Preuent the remedy—yonder they are,
I dare not bee seene with you. You may doe [95]
What you thinke fit, which wil be, I presume,
The office of a faithfull and tryed friend
To my young Lord.
Exit Flori.
Rom. This is no vision: ha!
Nou. With the next opportunity.