Pisa. Madam, so I did

Imo. I would haue broke mine eye-strings;

Crack'd them, but to looke vpon him, till the diminution

Of space, had pointed him sharpe as my Needle:

Nay, followed him, till he had melted from

The smalnesse of a Gnat, to ayre: and then

Haue turn'd mine eye, and wept. But good Pisanio,

When shall we heare from him

Pisa. Be assur'd Madam,

With his next vantage

Imo. I did not take my leaue of him, but had

Most pretty things to say: Ere I could tell him

How I would thinke on him at certaine houres,

Such thoughts, and such: Or I could make him sweare,

The Shees of Italy should not betray

Mine Interest, and his Honour: or haue charg'd him

At the sixt houre of Morne, at Noone, at Midnight,

T' encounter me with Orisons, for then

I am in Heauen for him: Or ere I could,

Giue him that parting kisse, which I had set

Betwixt two charming words, comes in my Father,

And like the Tyrannous breathing of the North,

Shakes all our buddes from growing.

Enter a Lady.

La. The Queene (Madam)

Desires your Highnesse Company

Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd,

I will attend the Queene

Pisa. Madam, I shall.

Exeunt.

Scena Quinta.

Enter Philario, Iachimo: a Frenchman, a Dutchman, and a

Spaniard.

Iach. Beleeue it Sir, I haue seene him in Britaine; hee

was then of a Cressent note, expected to proue so woorthy,

as since he hath beene allowed the name of. But I

could then haue look'd on him, without the help of Admiration,

though the Catalogue of his endowments had

bin tabled by his side, and I to peruse him by Items

Phil. You speake of him when he was lesse furnish'd,

then now hee is, with that which makes him both without,

and within

French. I haue seene him in France: wee had very many

there, could behold the Sunne, with as firme eyes as

hee

Iach. This matter of marrying his Kings Daughter,

wherein he must be weighed rather by her valew, then

his owne, words him (I doubt not) a great deale from the

matter

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