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"Fletcher's Works (1 of 10) - the Custom of the Country"


_Leo._ With all my service,
But fain I would have seen.
_Ser._ 'Tis but your patience;
No doubt she cannot but remember nobly.
_Leo._ These three years I have lov'd this scornfull Lady,
And follow'd her with all the truth of service,
In all which time, but twice she has honour'd me
With sight of her blest beauty: when you please Sir,
You may receive your charge, and tell your Lady;
A Gentleman whose life is only dedicated
To her commands, kisses her beauteous hands;
And Faire-one, now your help, you may remember
The honest courtesies, since you are mine,
I ever did your modestie: you shall be near her,
And if sometimes you name my service to her,
And tell her with what nobleness I love her,
'Twill be a gratitude I shall remember.
_Zen._ What in my poor power lyes, so it be honest.
_Leo._ I ask no more.
_Ser._ You must along with me (Fair.)
_Leo._ And so I leave you two: but a fortune
Too happy for my fate: you shall enjoy her.


_Scena Secunda._

_Enter Zabulon and Servants._
_Zab._ Be quick, be quick, out with the banquet there,
These scents are dull; cast richer on, and fuller;
Scent every place, where have you plac'd the musick?
_Ser.


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