Enter Hieronimo with a drum, three knights, each his 'scutcheon: then he fetches three kings, they take their crowns and them captive.
Hieronimo, this masque contents mine eye,
Although I sound not well the mystery.
Hieronimo.
The first arm'd knight, that hung his 'scutcheon up,
[He takes the 'scutcheon, and gives it to the King.
Was English Robert, Earl of Gloucester,
Who, when King Stephen bore sway in Albion,
Arriv'd with five and[86] twenty thousand men
In Portingal, and by success of war,
Enforc'd the king, then but a Saracen,
To bear the yoke of th' English monarchy.
King.
My lord of Portingal, by this you see,
That which may comfort both your king and you,
And make your late discomfort seem the less.
But say, Hieronimo, what was the next?
Hieronimo.
The second knight, that hung his 'scutcheon up,