That could be wisht: so that, me thought, I could
Have studied it. I gladly entertain'd him,
Who was glad to follow; and have got
The trustiest, loving'st, and the gentlest boy,
That ever Master kept: Him will I send
To wait on you, and bear our hidden love.

[ _Enter_ Lady.

_Are_. 'Tis well, no more.

_La_. Madam, the Prince is come to do his service.

_Are_. What will you do _Philaster_ with your self?

_Phi_. Why, that which all the gods have appointed out for me.

_Are_. Dear, hide thy self. Bring in the Prince.

_Phi_. Hide me from _Pharamond!_
When Thunder speaks, which is the voice of _Jove,_
Though I do reverence, yet I hide me not;
And shall a stranger Prince have leave to brag
Unto a forreign Nation, that he made _Philaster_
hide himself?

_Are_. He cannot know it.

_Phi_. Though it should sleep for ever to the world,
It is a simple sin to hide my self,