Bayes. Oh, d'ye so, sir? I am glad you will confess yourself once in an error, Mr. Smith.
[Dance.]
K. Ush. Resplendent Pallas, we in thee do find
The fiercest beauty, and a fiercer mind:
And since to thee Lardella's life we owe,
We'll supple statues in thy temple grow.
K. Phys. Well, since alive Lardella's found,
Let in full bowls her health go round.
[The two Usurpers take each of them a bowl in their hands.