Otho. An humble and a true devoted heart I tender to you in a mindes chast kisse.
Euph. Welcome to me, since welcome to my friend.
Otho.—A beautiful, an admirable Ladie!
I thinke 'tis fatall unto every friend
Never to love, untill his friend first love,
And then his choice; but sooner will I teare
Out of this brest mine affection with my heart.
Euph. Hearing, sweet Constantine, thou wert so nere me, I came as I were winged to gaze on thee.
Con. And would to heaven there were no bar in time
To hinder me from thy desired sight,
But thousand sutors eyes, do watch my steps;
And harke, I heare some trampling. How now, Julia?
Enter Julia.
Juli. Madam, the Lord Montano, spying you
To leave the presence and to enter here,
Hath ever since waited your comming foorth.
And will not be denied untill he see you.
Euph. Of all my sutors, most importunate.
Con. What is he, love?
Euph. Of very noble birth,
But my affection is not tyed to birth.
I must dispense with this kind conference
For some small time, untill I rid him hence.
Therefore within my closet hide thy selfe;
Your friend shall Julia guide into the garden,
Where through a private doore, but seldome us'd,
He may at pleasure leave us and returne.
Deny me not I prethee, Constantine;
Thou hast my heart, and would thy birth were such
I need not feare t'avouch thee for my Love.