_Rut._ You have it.
_Dua._ You have ended my desire to all my wishes.
_Gov._ Now 'tis a wedding again. And if _Hippolyta_
Make good, what with the hazard of her life,
She undertook, the evening will set clear
_Enter_ Hippolyta, _leading_ Leopold, Arnoldo, Zenocia, _in either hand_,
Zabulon, Sulpitia.
After a stormy day.
_Char._ Here comes the Lady.
_Clod._ With fair _Zenocia_,
Health with life again
Restor'd unto her.
_Zen._ The gift of her goodness.
_Rut._ Let us embrace, I am of your order too,
And though I once despair'd of women, now
I find they relish much of Scorpions,
For both have stings, and both can hurt, and cure too;
But what have been your fortunes?
_Arn._ Wee'l defer
Our story, and at time more fit, relate it.
Now all that reverence vertue, and in that
_Zenocias_ constancy, and perfect love,
Or for her sake _Arnoldo_, join with us
In th' honour of this Lady.
_Char._ She deserves it.
_Hip._ _Hippolytas_ life shall make that good hereafter,
Nor will I alone better my self but others:
For these whose wants perhaps have made their actions
Not altogether innocent, shall from me
Be so supplied, that need shall not compel them,
To any course of life, but what the law
Shall give allowance to.
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