For Bacon shall have never merrie day,
To loose the fame and honour of his Head.
Exit.
[Scene Twelfth. At Court.]
Enter Emperour, Castile, Henrie, Ellinor, Edward, Lacie, Raphe.
Emper. Now, lovely Prince, the prince[1508] of Albions wealth,
How fares the Lady Ellinor and you?
What, have you courted and found Castile fit
To answer England in equivolence?
Wilt be a match twixt bonny Nell and thee? 5