Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

Scene 18.

Enter Monsieur Heroick, and Madamoiselle La Belle.

MOnsieur Heroick.

Madam, the fame of your Beauty and Virtue hath drawn me hither, to offer my service on the altar of your commands.

Madamoiselle La Belle.

You are so great a favourite to Nature and For∣tune, and are so splenderous with their gifts, as you are able to put the confi∣dence of our Sex out of Countenance, especially I, that am by Nature bash∣full; wherefore it is unlikely I should command you.

Monsieur Heroick.

I had rather be commanded by you Lady, than to com∣mand the whole World, and should be prouder to be your Slave, than to be that sole Monarch.

Madamoiselle La Belle.

I should be sorry so gallant a man as fame reports

you to be; should have so sick a Judgment, and so ungoverned a Passion, as to yield up your liberty to a woman, and to ty your life to her vain fool∣ish humours.

Monsieur Heroick.

It is impossible that in so heavenly a form, a foolish Soul should be; for I perceive by your beautifull person, Nature hath out∣wrought her self, having not Art or skill to make a Second, and what man would not be proud to serve the only she?

Madamoiselle La Belle.

O Sir, take heed you wrong not your noble worth and merit, in being over civill; for complements are all dissembling, and dissembling runs in the ways of perjury.

Monsieur Heroick.

Pray Madam conster not my love-service and admira∣tion to an idle Visit, a vain Discourse, and false Profession; for if you ap∣pear not so beautifull to all the World, as you appear to me, yet I dare boldly tell the world, I think you so, and will maintain it with my life.

Madamoiselle La Belle.

I believe then I am more beholding to your Eyes that have contracted me into a beautifull form, than unto Nature that hath made me of a vulgar shape.

Monsieur Heroick.

Your Tongue Lady hath the power of Circes wand, to charm the Senses, and transform the shape, making all men it speaks to, ei∣ther to appear Monsters or Gods.

Madamoiselle La Belle.

You have Inthroned me with your Favours, and Crowned me with your Commendations.

Monsieur Heroick.

My desire is, that you will Crown me with your Love.

Exeunt.