But, said she, to this Masque I must go; my Un∣kle hath press'd me to the Warrs of Vanity, where Cupid is General, and leads up the Train: but I doubt I shall hang down my Head through shame∣fac'dness, like a young Soldier when he hears the Bullets flye about his Ears: but, O Confidence, thou Goddess of good Behaviour, assist me! Well, said she, I will practise against the day, and be in a ready posture. So, after two or three days, the Masque was; and she being ready to go, her Un∣kle comes to her, and sees her dress'd all in Black.He said, Why have you put your self all in Black?Sir, said she, I mourn like a young Widow, for I have lost my Husband.By my troth, said he, and it becomes thee: for, you appear like the Sun when he breaks through a dark Cloud. I would have you go veiled, says he; for I would have you appear to sight only when you come into the Masquing-Room; and after the Masque is done, all the Company will rise, as it were, together, and join into a Croud; then throw your Hood over your Face, and pass through them as soon as you can, and as obscure; for I will not have you known, until we are in a more Courtly Equipage. So away they went, only he and she, without any Attendants; and when they came to 0