You know not how to value to the worth?
But though you cannot, we can rate ourselves:
Perhaps despair hath brought him back to offer
His desperate life; which, if with submission,
Repentance, and some due acknowledgment,
May in our grace find pardon. Go, admit him.
Cent. Now let's prepare our eyes; for he, no
question,

Hath brought o'er some rare creature.

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Pin. Take your stands, let's have of her full view.

Enter BONAVIDA and the CLOWN.

Bon. All the delights of earth, and joys above, For ever crown your temples!

Sebast. Welcome, Bonavida;
How sped you in your voyage?
Bon. That success,

I had in expectation, royal sir,
I am now possess'd of really.
Clown. We have found her.
Isab. Hah! whom?

Bon. The pride of nature, and of love;
Beauty and virtue in most high contention

Which should exceed each other.

Clown. Why, I can assure you, we have her to

show, and such a piece

Isab. Peace you! What country?

Bon. England.

Isab. What place there?

Bon. Of their chief cities, the metropolis,

London.

Clown. Ay, and the fairest there; one so fair,

that all Bartholomew Fair could not match her

again.

Isab. We have no tongue for thee.

Clown. But we have a tale for you, if you will

give us the hearing.

Isab. What name?

Bon. Hellena.

Isab. Of what descent or parentage?

Bon. Noble by birth, yet not so high degreed As her great virtues merit; nor her means, To counterpoise her beauty.

Clown. Yet we have her, and weight and measure with her, to put down all the black-brow'd wenches in Spain, for a face, and physiognomy*. Isab. That prater, peace there!

Clown. I hope, when travellers have light upon a rich purchase, it is lawful for them to brag of their commodity.

Isab. We may imagine one most beautiful; But how to rank with us?

Bon. With any lady

Europe or Asia yields; then pardon, lady, 1 hope without the least offence to you. Isab. Perhaps she's fair; what instance can you give,

That she's of such prov'd virtue?

* Though there seems no reason to suppose that the Clown in this scene speaks more than is set down for him;" yet his unreasonable and unseemly interference will perhaps remind the reader of the Clowns spoken of by Shakspeare, who "will themselves laugh to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too; though in the meantime some necessary question of the play be then to be considered."

Bon. Passing thousands,

I will insist on one: at my departure,
Only one ring I left with her in change;
Which if she living part with, lend, or give
Till my return, I'll hold myself disgrac❜d,
Her evermore disparag'd: in exchange,
She did bestow on me this carcanet,
Which I as long shall keep.

Isab. Pray let me see't.

Bon. Madam, I dare expose to you my life, Then much more this.

Isab. 'Tis a most costly jewel, Worthy a princess wearing.

Clown. I can assure you, lady, there was a ring and a thing exchang'd upon the bargain. Isab. But where's this rare one? Come, produce her straight,

To make her the court's wonder.

Bon. Pardon, lady:

She's yet in her own country; but that carcanet Can quickly fetch her over.

Isab. Pardon! villain,

And base imposture, liv'd there such a creature, Would not thy pride have brought her to full view? But this illusion, seconding the first,

Doubles thy punishment: Hence with him to

prison,

More worthy of the block. Abuse us first,
And then deride us after! Royal sir,

If suffer me to swallow this disgrace,
You underprize me doubly.

Sebast. Thou hast spoke it,
And it shall stand.

Bon. Yet hear me, royal sir!
Isab. Away with him!

Clown. Then hear me, noble lady.

Isab. Shall we be still tormented?

Bon. If you deny me freedom, grant me that
Which I more prize, my precious carcanet,
That which you with no justice can detain.
Isab. Into some loathsome dungeon hurry him,
Unworthy the day's comfort. Bear this scorn?
[Bon. is forced off.
Sebast. You've sentenc'd justly.

Isab. Please you, sir, a little
To leave me to my private solitude:
I shall not be long from you.
Sebast. Take your pleasure,

For your content is ours.

[Exeunt all but Isab. Cent. and Pin.

Isab. Centella and Pineda.

Cent. Royal madam?

Isab. I have a project for you, which if you

effect,

You shall endear me ever.

Cent. What's in men,

Shall not in us be scanted.

Isab. You have heard

The country, and the place of her abode;
Thither I'll furnish you: spare for no cost,
Our treasure lies ope to you: get that ring
By any slight or craft: be it possible
That gold will do't, corrupt her; use all means,
All friends, devices, plots, and stratagems,
To bring some token of her falseness back:
Further instructions you shall have with you;
Meantime prepare for travel.

Pin. And, or die,

Or bring you news of her inchastity.

Isab. Enough, you are ours: part with this

carcanet?

Not for a world: I have project too in that:
Be rival'd by a petty English dame?

Knew I the large earth did my equal give,

Rather than brook her sight, I'd cease to live.

[Exeunt.