Doro. Ah Ladie, so wold worldly counsell work,
But constancie, obedience, and my loue,
In that my husband is my Lord and chiefe,
These call me to compassion of his estate, 2330
Disswade me not, for vertue will not change,
An. What woonderous constancie is this I heare?
If English dames their husbands loue so deer,
I feare me in the world they haue no peere.
Na. Come Princes wend, and let vs change your weede,
I long to see you now a Queene indeede.
Exeunt.
Enter the King of Scots, the English Herauld & Lords. V. vi.
K. of S. He would haue parly Lords, Herauld say he shall,
And get thee gone: goe leaue me to my selfe: 2340
Twixt loue and feare, continuall is the warres:
The one assures me of my Idaes loue,
The other moues me for my murthred Queene.
Thus finde I greefe of that whereon I ioy,
And doubt, in greatest hope, and death in weale,
Ah lasse what hell may be compared with mine,
Since in extreames my comforts do consist?
Warre then will cease, when dead ones are reuiued.
Some then will yeelde, when I am dead for hope.
Who doth disturbe me? Andrew? 2350
Andrew enter with Slipper.
Andr. I my liege.
K. of S. What newes?
Andr. I thinke my mouth was made at first,
To tell these tragique tales my liefest Lord.