Ile haue a guard to wayt vpon her traine, Of gallant woodmen clad in comely greene, The like whereof hath seldome yet bene seene.

Yet in her winters bowre not well awake: Tell her the ioyous time wil not be staid, Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take; Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make, To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew, Where every one that misseth then her make* Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.

For, be but you yourselves, this Prince of Orange Is but as Barnavelt, a Servant to Your Lordships and the State; like me maintaind; The pomp he keepes, at your charge: will you then Wayt his prowd pleasure, and in that confes, By daring to doe nothing, that he knowes not You have no absolute powre? Van.

Wayt, my lords! Bar.

Doe all theis, father, wayt on you? Leid.

For heaven sake Let me goe with him, for theis naughtie men Will nere wayt on him well.

Wayt upon them in: Their Propositions shalbe answeard freely, And by such men as are their frends, not Servants.

And a still conscience wayt upon your end, Sir.

Our sonne is with your sister: faire hap wayt, For peace or war lives in your love or hate.

Then here about should Peter wayt for me, For this is the Pavilion of the Princesse.