And stands by me banish'd the Court of _Spain_.

_King_. How, Prince Cardinal!
From whence do you derive Authority
To banish him the Court without our leave?

_Men_. Sir, from my Care unto your royal Person,
As I'm your Governor--then for the Kingdom's Safety.

_King_. Because I was a Boy, must I be still so?
Time, Sir, has given me in that formal Ceremony,
And I am of an age to rule alone;
And from henceforth discharge you of your Care.
We know your near relation to this Crown,
And wanting Heirs, that you must fill the Throne;
Till when, Sir, I am absolute Monarch here,
And you must learn Obedience.

_Men_. Pardon my zealous Duty, which I hope
You will approve, and not recal his Banishment.

_King_. Sir, but I will; and who dares contradict
It, is a Traitor.

_Phil_. I dare the first, yet do defy the last.

_King_. My hot-brain'd Sir, I'll talk to you anon.

_Men_. Sir, I am wrong'd, and will appeal to _Rome_.