and his three daughters.
377And therefore
speake, looke, ki
sse,
salute for me;
378In the
se my
selfe am like to
second thee.
379Now heare thy taske. I charge thee from the time
380That
fir
st we
set
sayle for the Britti
sh shore,
381To v
se no words of dignity to me,
382But in the friendlie
st maner that thou can
st,
383Make v
se of me as thy companion:
384For we will go di
sgui
sde in Palmers weeds,
385That no man
shall mi
stru
st vs what we are.
386Mum. If that be all, ile
fit your turne, I warrant you. I am
387some kin to the Blunts, and I think, the bluntes
stof all my kin
- 388dred; therfore if I bee too blunt with you, thank your
selfe for
390King. Thy plea
sant company will make the way
seeme
short.
391It re
steth now, that in my ab
sence hence,
392I do commit the gouernment to you
393My tru
sty Lords and faythfull Coun
sellers.
394Time cutteth o
ff the re
st I haue to
say:
395The wynd blowes fayre, and I mus
stneeds away.
396Nobles. Heauens
send your voyage to as good effect,
397As we your land do purpo
se to prote
ct.
Exeunt. 398Enter the King of Cornwall and his man booted and 399spurd, a riding wand, and a letter in his hand. 400 Corn. But how far di
stant are we from the Court?
401Ser. Some twenty miles, my Lord, or thereabouts.
402Corn. It
seemeth to me twenty thou
sand myles:
403Yet hope I to be there within this houre.
404Ser. Then are you like to ride alone for me.
to him-selfe. 405I thinke, my Lord is weary of his life.
406Corn. Sweet
Gonorill, I long to
see thy face,
407Which ha
st so kindly gratified my loue.
408Enter the King of Cambria booted and spurd, and his 409man with a wand and a letter. 410Cam. Get a fre
sh hor
se: for by my
soule I
sweare,
He lookes on the
letter.
411I am pa
st patience, longer to forbeare
412The wi
shed
sight of my beloued mi
stris,
413Deare
Ragan,
stay and comfort of my life.
414Ser. Now what in Gods name doth my Lord intend?
to him-selfe B3He