THE COSTLY WHORE.
[Act the First.]
[SCENE 1.]
Enter Constantine and Otho.
Constantine. How do'st thou like the lovely Euphrata?
Otho. I did not marke her.
Const. Then thou didst not marke The fairest Saxon Lady in mine eye That ever breath'd a maid.
Otho. Your minde now knowne, Ile say shee is the fairest in the world, Were she the foulest.
Con. Then thou canst dissemble.
Otho. You know I cannot; but, deare Constantine,
I prethee tell me first, what is that Ladie,
That wonder of her sexe, cal'd Euphrata?
Whose daughter is she?