fountain, quench the furious heat of the same. Alas, I am a gentleman of good fame and name, majestical, in parrel comely, in gate portly. Let not therefore your gentle heart be so hard as to despise a proper tall, young man of a handsome life, and by despising him, not only, but also to kill him. Thus expecting time and tide, I bid you farewell. Your servant, Signior Strumbo.Oh wit! Oh pate! O memory! O hand! O ink! O paper! Well, now I will send it away. Trompart, Trompart! what a villain is this? Why, sirra, come when your master calls you. Trompart! Trompart, entering, saith: TROMPART. Anon, sir. STRUMBO. Thou knowest, my pretty boy, what a good mast I have been to thee ever since I took thee into my service. TROMPART. Aye, sir. STRUMBO. And how I have cherished thee always, as if you had been the fruit of my loins, flesh of my flesh, and bone of my bone. TROMPART. Aye, sir. STRUMBO. Then show thyself herein a trusty servant, and carry this letter to mistress Dorothy, and tell her—[_Speaking in his ear. Exit Trompart._] Nay, masters, you shall see a marriage by and by. But here she comes. Now must I frame my amorous passions. Enter Dorothy and Trompart. DOROTHY. Signior Strumbo, well met. I received your letters by your man here, who told me a pitiful story of your anguish, and so understanding your passions were so great, I came hither speedily. STRUMBO. Oh my sweet and pigsney, the fecundity of my ingenie is not so great, that may declare unto you the sorrowful sobs and broken sleeps, that I suffered for your sake; and therefore I desire you to receive me into your familiarity. For your love doth lie, As near and as nigh Unto my heart within, As mine eye to my nose, My leg unto my hose, And my flesh unto my skin. DOROTHY. Truly, Master Strumbo, you speak too learnedly for me to understand the drift of your mind, and therefore tell your tale in plain terms, and leave off your dark riddles. STRUMBO. Alas, mistress Dorothy, this is my luck, that when I most would, I cannot be understood; so that my great learning is an inconvenience unto me. But to speak in plain terms, I love you, mistress Dorothy, if you like to accept me into your familiarity. DOROTHY. If this be all, I am content. STRUMBO. Sayest thou so, sweet wench; let me lick thy toes. Farewell, mistress. [_Turning to the people._] If any of you be in love, provide ye a capcase full of new coined words, and then shall you soon have the succado de labres, and something else. [_Exeunt._] 

SCENE III. An apartment in the palace Enter Locrine, Gwendoline, Camber, Albanact, Corineus, Assarachus, Debon, Thrasimachus. LOCRINE. Uncle, and princes of brave Britany, Since that our noble father is entombed, As best beseemed so brave a prince as he, If 

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