Duke.  Who’s that, my love?

Valen.  Kind Fredericke, your sonne:  The interest that your grace hath given to me, I freely doe impart.

Duke.  We doe agree, To what my Dutchesse please.

Valen.  The state is thine, Thy Uncles sentence, Fredericke, shall be mine.

Fred.  Beare them away, what you have said shall stand, Whilst I have interest in this new given land.

Hat.  We doe receive our judgements, with a curse.

Valen.  Learne to pray better, or it shall be worse: 
Lords, see those wormes of kingdomes be destroyed. 
And now, to give a period to my speeche
I doe intreate your grace, if that your love
Be not growne colde, but that your heart desires
The true societie of a chaste wife,
Be pleas’d to undergoe a further doome. 
Wee haue liv’d too lightly, we have spent our dayes,
Which should be dedicated to our God,
In soule destroying pleasure, and our sloth
Hath drawne upon the Realme a world of plagues.[218]
Therefore hereafter let us live together
In some removed cell or hermitage,
Unto the which poore travellers mislead
May have direction and reliefe of wants.

Duke.  A hermetary life is better then a kingdome, So my Valentia beare me company.

Valen.  If my dread Lord will for my sake endure
So strickt a calling, my bewitching haires
Shall be made napkins to dry up the teares
That true repentance wringeth from our hearts;
Our sinnes we’l number with a thousand sighes,
Fasting shall be the Steward of our Feast,
Continuall prayer in stead of costly cates,
And the remainder of our life a schoole
To learne new lessons for the land of heaven. 
The will, where power is wanting, is good payment;
Grace doth reject no thought, tho’ nere so small,
So it be good; our God is kind to all. 
Come, my deare Lord, this is a course more kind;
No life like us that have a heavenly mind.

Mon.  O let me be a servant in that life.

Valen.  With all my heart, a Partner let him be There’s small ambition in humility.

Duke. Fredericke, farewell, deare Euphrata, adue; Remember us in prayer, as we will you.

[Exeunt D. & D

Fred.  A happy change:  would all that step awry Would take like course in seeking pietie.

Otho.  Two humble suites I crave of my best friend:  First, pardon for my rashnesse in your love, Next this most loyall Virgin for my wife.

Con.  With all my heart, if Julia be pleas’d.

Julia.  I have no power to disobey your grant.

Con.  Then she is yours.

Fred. Alberto,
The offices belonging to our Uncles
We doe derive to you for your good service
In our late warres, and in our sisters love. 
And now set forwards:  Lords, let us be gone
To solemnize two mariages in one.