Per.
Most honour'd ^note Cleon, I must needs be gone;
My twelve months are expired, and Tyrus ^note stands

In a litigious ^note peace. You, and your lady,
Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods
Make up the rest upon you! ^note

Cle.
Your shafts ^note of fortune, though ^note they hurt ^note you mortally,
Yet glance full wanderingly ^note on us. ^note

Dion.
O your sweet queen!
That the strict fates had pleased you had ^note brought her hither,
To have bless'd mine eyes with her ^note! ^note

Per.
We cannot but obey
The powers above us. Could I rage and roar
As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end
Must be as 'tis. My gentle ^note babe Marina, whom,
For she was born at sea, I have named so, here ^note
I charge your charity withal, leaving ^note her
The infant of your care; beseeching you
To give her princely training, that she may be
Manner'd as she is born. ^note

Cle.
Fear not, my lord ^note, but think ^note
Your grace, that fed my country with your corn,
For which the people's prayers still ^note fall upon you,
Must in your child be thought on. If neglection ^note

Should therein make me vile, the common body,
By ^note you relieved, would force me to my duty:
But if to that my nature need a spur,
The gods revenge it upon me and mine,
To the end of generation! ^note

Per.
I believe you;
Your honour and your goodness teach ^note me to't ^note,
Without your vows. Till she be married, ^note madam,
By bright Diana, whom we honour, all ^note
Unscissar'd shall this hair ^note of mine ^note remain, ^note
Though I show ill ^note in't. So I take my leave.
Good madam, make me blessed in your care
In bringing up my child.

Dion.
I have ^note one myself,
Who shall not be more dear to my respect
Than yours, my lord. ^note

Per.
Madam, my thanks and prayers.

Cle.
We'll bring your grace ^note e'en ^note to the edge o' the ^note shore,
Then give you up to the mask'd ^note Neptune and
The gentlest winds of heaven. ^note

Per.
I will embrace
Your offer. Come, dearest ^note madam. O, no tears,

Lychorida ^note, no tears:
Look to your little mistress, on whose grace
You may depend hereafter. Come, my lord. ^note [Exeunt. ^{note note}

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