William. 
Sir Thomas Goddard, welcome to thy Prince;
And, fair Em, frolic with thy good father;
As glad am I to find Sir Thomas Goddard,
As good Sir Edmund Treford, on the plains: 
He like a sheepheard, and thou our country Miller.

Miller. 
And longer let not Goddard live a day
Then he in honour loves his soveraigne.

William. 
But say, Sir Thomas, shall I give thy daughter?

Miller. 
Goddard, and all that he hath,
Doth rest at the pleasure of your Majesty.

William. 
And what says Em to lovely Valingford? 
It seemed he loved you well, that for your sake
Durst leave his King.

Em. 
Em rests at the pleasure of your highness: 
And would I were a wife for his desert.

William. 
Then here, Lord Valingford, receive fair Em. 
Here take her, make her thy espoused wife. 
Then go we in, that preparation may be made,
To see these nuptials solemnly performed.

[Exeunt all.  Sound drums and Trumpets.]

FINIS