_Fred_. What should my noble father thinke
But that she is a strumpet, and in that
A blemish to the state wherein she lives?
_Hat_. She is rich in jewells, and hath store of treasure
Got by the slavery of that choice beautie
Which otherwise admires her to the world.
_Alb_. Confiscate all her goods unto the Crown,
Thereby disburdening many heavie taxes
Impos'd upon the commons of the land.
_Hat_. Publique example make her to all such;
Offences in that kind are growne too common,
Lesse shamelesse never[190] were the beautious dames
Of _Meath_ and _Saxony_ then[191] the sufferance
Hath at this instant made them: good my Lord,
Enact some mighty penaltie for lust.
_Duke_. How wide these Archers shoote of the faire aime
Of my affection! Bring _Valentia_ in.
_Enter Valentia, usher'd by Constantine_.
_Valen_. The duetie that in generall I doe owe
Unto your excellence and to this Court,
I pay at once upon my bended knee.
_Duke_. Behold her, Princes, with impartiall eyes,
And tell me, looks she not exceeding faire?
_Hat_.
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