Good Sir, ’tis very good, would I had a house too,
For there is no talking in the open air,
233] My Tarmogant Couz, I would be bold to tell ye,
I durst be merry too; I tell you plainly,
You have a pretty seat, you have the luck on’t,
A pretty Lady too, I have mist both,
My Carpenter built in a mist I thank him,
Do me the courtesie to let me see it,
See it but once more.  But I shall cry for anger. 
I’le hire a Chandlers shop close under ye,
And for my foolerie, sell sope and whip-cord,
Nay if you do not laugh now and laugh heartily,
You are a fool couz.

Leon: 

      I must laugh a little,
      And now I have done, couz thou shalt live with me,
      My merry couz, the world shall not divorce us,
      Thou art a valiant man, and thou shalt never want,
      Will this content thee?

Michael Perez: 

      I’le cry, and then I’le be thankfull,
      Indeed I will, and I’le be honest to ye. 
      I would live a swallow here I must confess. 
      Wife I forgive thee all if thou be honest,
      At thy peril, I believe thee excellent.

Estifania: 

      If I prove otherwaies, let me beg first,
      Hold, this is yours, some recompence for service,
      Use it to nobler ends than he that gave it.

Duke of Medina: 

      And this is yours, your true commission, Sir,
      Now you are a Captain.

Leon: 

      You are a noble Prince Sir,
      And now a souldier, Gentleman, we all rejoyce in’t.

Juan de Castro: 

      Sir, I shall wait upon you through all fortunes.

Alonzo: 

      And I.

Altea: 

      And I must needs attend my Mistris.

Leon: 

      Will you goe Sister?

Altea: 

      Yes indeed good Brother,
      I have two ties, mine own bloud,
      And my Mistris.

Margarita: 

      Is she your Sister?

Leon: 

      Yes indeed good wife,
      And my best Sister,
      For she prov’d so, wench,
      When she deceiv’d you with a loving Husband.
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Altea: 

      I would not deal so truly for a stranger.

Margarita: 

      Well I could chide ye,
      But it must be lovingly and like a Sister,
      I’le bring you on your way, and feast ye nobly,
      For now I have an honest heart to love ye,
      And then deliver you to the blue Neptune.

Juan de Castro: 

      Your colours you must wear, and wear ’em proudly,
      Wear ’em before the bullet, and in bloud too,
      And all the world shall know
      We are Vertues servants.

Duke of Medina: 

      And all the world shall know, a noble mind
      Makes women beautifull, and envie blind.