_Rut._ Let me first fall
Before your feet, and on them pay the duty
I owe your goodness; next all blessings to you,
And Heaven restore the joyes I have bereft you,
With full increase hereafter, living be
The Goddess stil'd of Hospitalitie.
_Actus Tertius. Scena Prima._
_Enter Leopold, and Zenocia._
_Leo._ Fling off these sullen clouds, you are enter'd now
Into a house of joy and happiness,
I have prepar'd a blessing for ye.
_Zen._ Thank ye, my state would rather ask a curse.
_Leo._ You are peevish
And know not when ye are friended, I have us'd those means,
The Lady of this house, the noble Lady,
Will take ye as her own, and use ye graciously:
Make much of what you are, Mistris of that beautie,
And expose it not to such betraying sorrows,
When ye are old, and all those sweets hang wither'd,
_Enter_ Servant.
Then sit and sigh.
_Zen._ My _Autumn_ is not far off.
_Leo._ Have you told your Lady?
_Ser._ Yes Sir, I have told her
Both of your noble service, and your present,
Which she accepts.
_Leo._ I should be blest to see her.
_Ser._ That now you cannot doe: she keeps the Chamber
Not well dispos'd; and has denied all visits,
The maid I have in charge to receive from ye,
So please you render her.
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