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SCENA 2.
Philotas, Ceballinus, Ser••uis.
Ceb.
MY Lord. I here haue long attendance made
Expecting to be calld t'auouch my newes••
Ph.
In troth my friend I haue not found the king••
At any leasure yet to heare the same.
Ceb.
No not at leasure to preuent his death?
And is the matter of no more import?
Ile try another. Yet me thinks such men,
As are the eyes and eares of princes, should,
Not weigh so light such an intelligence
Ser.
My lord the summe you willed me to giue,
The captaine that did visit you to day:
To tell you plaine your cosfers yeald it not,
Phi.
How, if they yeald it not, haue I not then,
Apparell, plate iewells; why sel them:* 1.1
And go your way dispatch and giue it him.
Me thinks I find the king much chaungd of late,
And vnto me his graces not so great.
Although they seeme in show all of one rate,
Yet by the touch I find them counterfe••••••
For when I speake, although I haue his eare
Yet do I see his mind is other where.
And when he speakes to me I see he striues,
To giue a coulor vnto what is not,
For he must thinke that we whose states, whose liues.
Depend vp••n his grace l••arne not by rote,