ô no more would I were he so pleasd But would as well as thou go follow him Through brakes and thickets ouer cliffes and rockes So long as I had life to follow him Would he but looke vpon me with that eye Of fauour as h 'is vs'd to looke on thee Thou canst be clapt and strookt with that faire hande That thrustes away my heart and beates it back From following him which yet it euer will And though he fly mee I must after still But here he comes me thought he was not farre Car. What meane you Amarillis in this sorte By taking vp my dogge to marre my sporte Am. My deare Carinus thou dost much mistake I doe not marre thy sporte t is thou marrst mine And killst my ioyes with that hard heart of thine Thy dooge perhaps by some instinct doth know How that I am his maisters creature too And kindely comes himselfe and fawnes on me To shew what you in nature ought to doe Car. Fie Amarillis you that know my minde Should not me thinkes this euer trouble me Am. What is it troublesome to be belou'd How is it then Carinus to be loath'd If I had donne like Cloris skornd your sute And spourn'd your passions in disdainefull sorte I had bene woo'd and sought and highly prizd But hauing n'other arte to win thy loue Saue by discouering mine I am despisd As if you would not haue the thing you sought Vnles you knew it were not to be gote And now because I lie here at thy feete The humble booty of thy conquering eies And lay my heart all open in thy sight And tell thee I am thine and tell thee right And doe not sure my lookes nor cloth my words In other coulours then my thoughts do weare But doe thee right in all thou skornest me As if thou didst not loue sinceritie Neuer did Crystall more apparantly Present the coulour it contayn'd with in Then haue these eyes these teares this tongue of mine Bewreyd my heart and told how much I 'am thine Ca. T is true I know you haue too much bewrayd And more then fitts the honour of a mayde Am. O if that nature hath not arm'd my breast With that strong temper of resisting proofe But that by treason of my weake complection I Am made thus easy to the violent shott Of passion and th' affection I should not Me thinks yet you out of your strength and power Should not disdayne that weakenes but should thinke It rather is your vertue as indeed It is that makes me thus against my kinde T' vnlock my thoughs and to let out my minde When I should rather die and burst with loue Then once to let my tongue to say I loue And if your worthy partes be of that power To vanquish nature and I must be wonne Do not disdayne the worke when you haue don For in contemming me you do dispise That power of yours which makes me to be thus Ca. Now what adoe is here with idle talke And to no purpose for you know I haue Ingagd long since my heart my loue and all To Cloris who must haue the same and shall Am. Why there is no such odds twixt her and me I am a Nimph t is knowne as well as shee There is no other difference betwixt vs twaine But that I loue and she doth thee disdaine No other reason can induce thy minde But onely that which should diuert thy minde I will attend thy flockes better then she And dresse thy Bower more sweete more daintily And cheerish thee with Salets and with Fruites And all fresh dainties as the season sutes I haue more skill in heat bes then she by farre I know which nourish which restoring are And I will finde Dictamnus for thy Goates And seeke out Clauer for thy little Lambes And Tetrifoll to cheerish vp their Dammes And this I know I haue a better voyce Then she though she perhaps may haue more arte But which is best I haue the faithfulst heart Besides Amyntas hath her loue I know And she begins to manifest it now Car. Amyntas haue her loue that were most strange When he hath gotten that you shall haue mine Am. O deere Carinus let me rest vpon That blessed word of thine and I haue done Scen. 2. Mirtillus Carinus Amarillis Mir. Well met Carinus I can tell you newes Your riuall poore Amyntas hath vndone And spoild himselfe and lyes in that weake case As we thinke neuer more to see his face Car. Mirtillus I am sory t' heare so much Although Amyntas be competitor In th' Empire of her heart wherein my life Hath chiefest claime I doe not wish his death But by what chance Mirtillus pray thee tell Mil. I will Carinus though I grieue to tell As Titerus Menaleus and my selfe Were placing of our toyles against anon That we shall hunt below within the straight Twixt Eremanthus and Lycaeus mount We might perceiue vnder a ragged cliffe In that most vncouth desart all alone Distrest Amyntas lying on the ground With his sad face turnd close vnto the rock As if he loathd to see more of the world Then that poore space which was twixt him and it His right hand stretcht along vpon his side His leaft he makes the pillor to support His carefull head his Pipe he had hung vp Vpon a Beach tree by where he likewise Had plac'd his Sheephooke and his Knife wherewith He had incaru'd an wofull Elegie To shew th' occasion of his miserie His dogge Molampus sitting by his side As if he were partaker of his woe By which we knew 't was he and to him went And after we had call'd and shooke him vp And found him not to answere nor to stirre And yet his eyes abroad his body warme We tooke him vp and held him from the ground But could not make him stand by any meanes And sincking downe againe we searcht to see If he had any wound or blow or wrinch But none could finde at last by chance we spide A little horne which he had slung aside Whereby we gest he had some poyson tooke And therevpon we sent out presently To fetch Vrania whose great skill in hearbes Is such as if there any meanes will be As I feare none will be her onely arte Must serue to bring him to himselfe againe Car. Indeed Vrania hath bene knowne t' haue done Most desperate cures and peraduenture may Restore him yet I doe wish she may Mir. But hauing there vs'd all the helpe we could And all in vaine and standing by with griefe As we might well to see so sad a sight And such an worthy Shepheard in that plight We might perceiue come running downe the hill Cloris and Techne with what speed they could But Cloris had got ground and was before And made more haste as it concernd her more And neerer as she came she faster went As if she did desire to haue bene there Before her feete too flow for her swift feare And comming to
in troth I am not well Me thinkes I should be sick yet cannot tell Some thing there is amisse that troubles me For which I would take Phisicke willingly Alc. Welcome faire nimph come let me try your pulse I cannot blame you t' hold your selfe not well Some thing amisse quoth you here 's all amisse Th' whole Fabrick of your selfe distempred is The Systole and Dyastole of your pulse Do shew your passions most hystoricall It seemes you haue not very carefull bene T' obserue the prophilactick regiment Of your owne body so that we must now Descend vnto the Theraphenticall That so we may preuent the syndrome Of Symtomes and may afterwards apply Some analepticall Elexipharmacum That may be proper for your maladie It seemes faire Nimph you dreame much in the night Da. Doctor I do indeed Al. I know you doe Y' are troubled much with thought Dap. I am indeed Alc. I know you are You haue great heauinesse about your heart Dap. Now truly so I haue Alc. I know you haue You wake oft in the night Dap. In troth I do Alc. All this I know you doe And this vnlesse by phisicke you preuent Thinke whereto it may bring you in the end And therefore you must first euacuate All those Colaxicall hote humour which Disturbe your heart and then refrigerate Your bloud by some Menalchian Cordials Which you must take and you shall streight finde ease And in the morning I will visit you Dap. I pray Sir let me take of that you gaue To Phillis th' other day for that she said Did comfort wondrously and cheere her heart Al. Faire Nimph you must if you will vse my arte Let me alone to giue what I thinke good I knew what fitted Phillis maladie And so I thinke I know what will serue you Exit Daphne sola O what a wondrous skilfull man is this Why he knowes all O God who euer thought Any man liuing could haue told so right A womans griefe in all points as he hath Why this is strange that by thy very pulse He should know all I ayle as well as I Beside I feare he sees too much in me More then I would that any man should see Me thought although I could not well conceiue His words he spake so learned and so strang He said I had misruld my bodie much As if he meant that in some wanton sorte I had abus'd my bodie with some man O how should he know that what is my pulse Become th' intelligencer of my shame Or are my lookes the index of my heart Sure so he said and me thought too he nam'd Menalcas or else some thing very like And likewise nam'd that cunning treacherous wretch That hath vndone me Colax that vile deuill Who is indeed the cause of all my griefe For which I now seeke phisicke but ô what Can phisicke doe to cure that hideous wound My lusts haue giuen my Conscience which I see Is that which onely is deseas'd with in And not my body now that 's it doth so Disquiet all the lodging of my spirits As keeps me waking that is it presents Those ougly formes of terror that affright My broken sleepes that layes vpon my heart This heauy loade that weighes it downe with griefe And no disease beside for which there is No cure I see at all nor no redresse Didst thou alledge vile man to my weake youth How that those vowes I made vnto my loue Were bands of custome and could not lay on Those manacles on nature which should keepe Her freedome prisoner by our dome of breath O impious wretch now nature giues the lie To thy foule heart and telles my grieued soule I haue done wrong to falsifie that vow I first to my deare loue Menalcas made And sayes th' assurance and the faith is giuen By band on earth the same is seald in heauen And therefore how Menalcas can these eyes That now abhorre to looke vpon my selfe Dare euer view that wronged face of thine Who hast relide on this false heart of mine Scen. 3. Colax Techne Col. I st possible sweet Techne what you say That Cloris is so wittie and so coy Tec. 'T is as I tell you Colax sh is as coy And hath as shrewd a spirit as quick conceipt As euer wench I brok'd in all my life Col. Then there 's some glory in attaining her Here now I shall be sure t' haue something yet Besides dull beautie I shall lie with wit For these faire creatures haue such feeble spirits And are so languishing as giues no edge To appetite and loue but stuffes delight Tec. Well if you 〈◊〉 her then you shall be sure To haue your wish and yet perhaps that store You finde in her may check your longing more Then all their wants whom you haue tride before Col. How if I get her what do you suppose I shall not get her that were very strange Tec. Yes sir she may be got but yet I know Sh 'will put you to the tryall of your wit Col. Let me alone could I finde season fit To talke with her in priuate she were mine Tec. That season may you now haue very well For Colax she hath promised faith fully This euening late to meete me at the caue Of Erycina vnderneath the hill Where I must fit her with a new attyre Where with sh' is far in loue and th' other day Thinking to try it at her fathers house Whether I went with her to deale for you The old Acrisius was himselfe at home Which did in force vs to deferre our worke Vntil this euening that we might alone There out of sight more closely do the same Where while she stayes for I will make her stay For me a while you at your pleasure may Haue th' opportunitie which you desire Col. O Techne thou hast blest me if I now On this aduantage conquere not her minde Let me be loathed of all womenkind And presently will I goe sute my selfe As brauely as I can go set my lookes Arme my discourse frame speaches passionate And action both fit for so great a worke Techne a thousand thankes and so adieu Ex. Tec. Well Colax she may yet deceiue thy hopes And I perswade my selfe she is as like As any subtile wench was euer borne To giue as wise a man as you the skorne But see where one whose faith hath better right Vnto her loue then you comes here forlorne Like fortunes out-cast full of heauines Ah poore Amintas would thou knewst how much Thou art esteemd although not where thou wouldst Yet where thou shouldst haue loue in that degree As neuer liuing man had like to thee Ah see how I who setts for others loue Am tooke my selfe and intricated here With one that hath his heart another where But I will labour to diuert the streame Of his affections and to turne his thoughts From that coye Cloris to the libertie Of his owne heart with hope to make him mine Scen. 4. Techne Amyntas Tech. Now fie
and so pale And euer where I went still in my way His lookes bent all to me his care of mee Which well I saw but would not seeme to see But now he hath his arrent let him go Pittie shall neuer cure that heart of his T' vndoo mine owne the griefe is best where t is Tec. What Cloris al alone now fie for shame How ill doth this become so faire a face And that fresh youth to be without your loue Clo. Loue Techne I haue here as many loues As I intende to haue whilst I haue breath Tec. Nay that you haue not neuer hault with mee For I know two at least possessors be Of your kind fauors as themselues doe boste Clo. Boste of my fauors no man rightly can And otherwise let them say what they can Tec. No Cloris did not you the other night A gallant nosegay to Amintas giue Clo. I neuer gaue him nosegay in my life Tec, Then trust me Cloris he doth wrong you much For he produc'd it there in open sight And vaunted to Carinus that you first Did kisse the same then gaue it vnto him And tolde too how farre gone you were in loue What passion you would vse when he was by How you would iest with him and wantonly Cast water in his face cal his dogge yours And shew him your affections by your eye And then Carinus on the other side He vaunts that since he had redeemed you Out of the satyres handes he could commaund Your loue and all that you were onely his This and much more I heard them I protest Giue out of you how truly you know best Clo. Techne their idle talke shal not vexe me I know the ground I stand on and how free My heart and I inioye our liberty And it Amyntas hath interpreated My looke according to his owne conceipt He hath mistooke the text and he shall finde Great difference twixt his comment and my minde And for his Nosegay it shall make me take More care hereafter how I scatter flowers Let him preserue it well and let him make Much of his gaines he gets no more of ours But thus had I bene seru'd had I reueald The least regarde of common courtesie To such as these but I doe thanke the Gods I haue reseru'd me from that vanitie For euer I suspected this to be The vaine of men and this now settles me And for Carinus let him vaunt what good He did for me he can but haue againe My hearty thankes the paiment for his paine And that he shall and ought in woman-hood And as for loue let him go looke on her That sits and grieues and languishes for him Poore Amarillis who affects him deare And sought his loue with many an wofull teare And well deserues a better man then be Though he be rich Lupinus sonne and stands Much on his wealth and his abilitie She 'is wittie faire and full of modestie And were she of my minde she rather would Pull out her eyes then that she would be seene To offer vp so deare a sacrifice To his wilde youth that scornes her in that wise Tec. Cloris in troth I like thy iudgement well In not affecting of those home-bred Swaines That know not how to manage true delight Can neither hide their loue nor shew it right Who would be troubled with grosse ignorance That vnderstands not truely how to loue No Cloris if thou didst but know how well Thou art esteemd of one that knowes indeed How to obserue thy worth and his owne wayes How to giue true delight how to proceed With secrecie and witte in all assayes Perhaps you might thinke one day of the man Clo. What is this creature then you praise a man Tec. A man yes Cloris what should he be else Clo. Nought else it is enough he be a man Tec. Yea and so rare a man as euer yet Arcadia bred that may be proud she bred A person of so admirable parts A man that knowes the world hath seene abrod Brings those perfections that do truly moue A gallant spirit an vnderstanding loue O if you did but know how sweete it were To come vnto the bed of worthinesse Of knowledge of conceipt where strange delights With strange discourses still shall intertaine Your pleased thoughts with fresh variety Ah you would loath to haue your youth confin'de For euer more betweene th' vnskilfull armes Of one of these rude vnconceiuing Swaines Who would but seeme a trunke without a minde As one that neuer saw but these poore plaines Knowes but to keepe his sheepe and set his folde Pipe on an Oaten Reede some Rundelayes And daunce a Morrice on the holydayes And so should you be alwayes sweetly sped With ignorance and two fooles in a bed But with this other gallant spirit you should Be sure to ouerpasse that tediousnesse And that saciety which cloyes this life With such a variable cheerefulnesse As you will blesse the time t' haue bene his wife Clo. What hath this man you thus commend fa name Tec. A name why yes no man but hath a name His name is Colax and is one I sweare Doth honour euen the ground whereon you tread And oft and many many times God knowes Hath he with tender passion talkt of you And said Well there is one within these woods Meaning by you that yet of all the Nimphes Mine eyes haue euer seene vpon the earth In all perfections doth exceed them all For all the beauties in that glorious Court Of Telos where I liu'd nor all the Starres Of Grece beside could sparkle in my heart The fire of any heat but onely she Then would he stay and sigh and then againe Ah what great pittie such a creature should Be tide vnto a clogge of ignorance Whose body doth deserue to be imbrac'd By the most mighty Monarch vpon earth Ah that she knew her worth and how vnfit That priuate woods should hide that face that wit Thus hath he often said and this I say Obserue him when you will you shall not see From his hye forehead to his slender foote A man in all parts better made then he Clo. Techne me thinkes the praises that you giue Shewes your owne loue and if he be that man You say 't were good you kept him for your selfe Tec. I must not loue impossibilities Cloris he were a most fit man for you Clo. For me alas Techne you moue too late Tec. Why haue you past your promise t' any yet Clo. Yes sure my promise is already past Tec. And if it be I trust you are so wise T' vnpasse the same againe for your owne good Clo. No that I may not when it is once past Tec. No Cloris I presume that wit of yours That is so piersiue can conceiue how that Our promise must not preiudice our good And that it is no reason that the tongue Tye the whole body to eternall wrong Clo. The tongue is but the Agent of the heart And onely as commissioner
allowd By reason and the will for the whole state Which warrants all it shall negotiate Tec. But prethee tell me to what rustick Swaine You pass'd your word to cast away your selfe Clo. No I haue past my word to saue my selfe From the deceiptfull impious periuries Of treacherous men and vowd vnto my heart Vntill I see more faith then yet I see None of them all shall triumph ouer me Tec. Nay then and be no otherwise t is well We shall haue other time to talke of this But Cloris I haue fitted you in faith I haue here brought the most conceipted tyre The rarest dressing euer Nimph put on Worth ten of that you weare that now me thinkes Doth not become you and besides t is stale Clo. Stale why I haue not worne it scarce a moneth Tec. A moneth why you must change thē twise a day Hold hither Cloris this was not well laid Here is a fault you haue not mixt it well To make it take or els it is your haste To come abroad so soone into the Ayre But I must teach you to amend these faults And ere I shall haue done with you I thinke I shall make some of these inamored youthes To hang themselues or else runne madde for loue But goe let 's trie this dressing I haue brought Scen. 3. Palaemon Mirtillus Pal. Mirtillus did Dorinda euer vow Or make thee any promise to be thine Mir. Palaemon no she neuer made me vow But I did euer hope she would be mine For that I had deliuered vp my youth My heart my all a tribute to her eyes And had secur'd her of my constant truth Vnder so many faithfull specialties As that although she did not graunt againe With any shew the acquittance of my loue Yet did she euer seeme to intertaine My affections and my seruices t' approoue Till now of late I know not by what meane Ill fare that meane she grew to that dispight As she not onely clowds her fauours cleane But also scorn'd to haue me in her sight That now I am not for her loue thus mou'd But onely that she will not be belou'd Pal. If this be all th' occasion of thy griefe Mirtillus thou arte then in better case Then I suppos'd and therefore cheere thy heart And good cause too being in the state thou art For if thou didst but heare the historie Of my distresse and what part I haue shar'd Of sad affliction thou wilt then soone see There is no miserie vnlesse compar'd For all Arcadia all these hills and plaines These holts and woods and euery Christall spring Can testifie my teares and tell my flames And with how cleene a heart how cleere a faith Palaemon loued Siluia and how long And when consum'd with griefe and dri'd with care Euen at the poynt to sacrifice my life Vnto her cruelty then lo she yeelds And was content for euer to be mine And gaue m' assurance vnderneath her hand Sign'd with a faithfull vow as I conceiu'd And witnessed with many a louely kisse That I thought sure I had attaine'd my blisse And yet aye me I gote not what I got Siluia I haue and yet I haue her not Mir. How may that be Palaemon pray thee tell Pal. O know Mirtillus that I rather could Runne to some hollow caue and burst and die In darknes and in horrour then vnfold Her shamefull staine and mine owne infamie But yet it will abrode her impudence will be the trumpet of her owne disgrace And fill the wide and open mouth of fame So full as all the world shall know the same Mir. Why what is Siluia false or is she gone Pal. Siluia is false and I am quite vndone Mil. Ah out alasse who euer would haue thought That modest looke so innocent a face So chast a blush that shamefast countenance Could euer haue told how to wantonise Ah what shal we poore louers hope for now Who must to win consume and hauing wonne With hard and much adoe must be vndone Pal. Ah but Mirtillus if thou didst know who Is now the man her choyse hath lighted on How wouldst thou wonder for that passes all That I abhorre to tell yet tell I shall For all that would will shortly know 't too well It is base Thyrsis that wild hare-braine youth Whom euery milkmaid in Arcadia skornes Thyrsis is now the man with whom she walkes Alone in thickets and in groues remote Thyrsis is all in all and none but he With him she dallie vnder euery tree Trust women ah Mirtillus rather trust The Summer windes th' Oceans constancie For all their substance is but leuitie Light are their wauing vailes light their attires Light are their heads and lighter their desires Let them lay on what couerture they will Vpon themselues of modestie and shame They cannot hide the woman with the same Trust women ah Mirtillus rather trust The false deuouring Crocodiles of Nile For all they worke is but deceipt and guile What haue they but is faind their haire is faind Their beauty fain'd their stature fain'd then pace Their iesture motion and their grace is fain'd And if that all be fain'd without what then Shall we suppose can be sincere within For if they do but weepe or sing or smile Smiles teares and tunes are ingins to beguile And all they are and all they haue of grace Consists but in the out-side of a face O loue and beautie how are you ordaind Like vnto fire whose flames farre of delight But if you be imbrac'd consume vs quight Why cannot we make at a lower rate A purchase of you but that we must giue The treasure of our hearts and yet not haue What we haue bought so dearely for all that O Siluia if thou needs wouldst haue bene gone Thou shouldst haue taken all away of thee And nothing leaft to haue remain'd with me Thou shouldst haue carryed hence the portraiture Which thou hast left behinde within my heart Set in the table-frame of memory That puts me still in minde of what thou wert Whilst thou wert honest and thy thoughts were pure So that I might not thus in euery place Where I shall set my carefull foote conferre With it of thee and euermore be told That here sate Siluia vnderneath this tree And here she walkt and len't vpon mine arme There gathred flowers and brought them vnto me Here by the murmour of this rusling spring She sweetly lay and in my bosome slept Here first she shew'd me comforts when I pin'de As if in euery place her foote had stept It had least Siluia in a print behind But yet ô these were Siluias images Then whilst her heart held faire and she was chaste Now is her face all sullied with her fact And why are not those former prints defac'd Why should she hold still in the forme she was Being now deform'd and not the same she was O that I could Mirtillus lock her out Of my remembrance that I might no more Haue Siluia here when she
Amyntas why should you thus grieue For a most foolish way ward girle that scornes Your honest loue and laughes at all you doe For shame Amyntas let her goe as sh ' is You see her vaine and how peruersly set 'T is fond so follow what we cannot get Am. O Techne Techne though I neuer get Yet will I euer follow whilst I breath And if I perish by the way yet shall My death be pleasing that for her I die And one day she may hap to come that way And be it ô her way where I shall lye And with her proud disdainefull foote she may Tread on my tombe and say loe where he lyes The triumph and the conquest of mine eyes And though I loose my selfe and loose my teares It shall be glory yet that I was hers What haue I done of late should make her thus My presence with that strange disdaine to flie As if she did abhorre my company Cloris God knowes thou hast no cause therefore Vnlesse it be for louing more and more Why thou wert wont to lend me yet an eare And though thou wouldst not helpe yet wouldst thou heare Tec. Perhaps she thinkes thy heat wil be allayd The fire being gone and therefore doth she well Not to be seene there where she will not aide Am. Alas she knowes no hand but hers can quench That heat in mee and therefore doth she wrong To fyre my heart and then to runne away And if she would not ayde yet might she ease My carefull soule if she would but stand by And onely looke vpon me while I die Tec, Well well Amintas little dost thou know With whom that cunning wanton sortes her selfe Whilst thus thou mourn'st and with what secret wiles She workes to meete her louer in the woodes With whom in groues and caues she dallying sitts And mocks thy passions and thy dolefull fitts Am. No Techne no I know that cannot be And therefore doe not wrong her modestie For Cloris loues no man and that 's some case Vnto my griefe and giues a hope that yet If euer soft affection touch her heart She will looke back and thinke on my desert Tec. If that be all that hope is at an end For if thou wilt this euening but attend And walke downe vnder Ericinas groue And place thy selfe in some close secret bush Right opposite vnto the hollow caue That looks into the vallye thou shalt see That honestie and that great modestie Am. If I see Cloris there I know I shall See nothing els with her but modestie Tec. Yes something els wil grieue your heart to see But you must be content and thinke your selfe Are not the first that thus haue bene deceiud With fayre appearing out-sides and mistooke A wanton heart by a chaste steming looke But I coniure you by the loue you beare Vnto those eyes which make you as you are Th' example of compassion to the world Sit close and be not seene in any case Am. Well Techne if I shall see Cloris there It is enough then thither will I goe Who will go any where to looke on her And Cloris know I do not goe to see Any thing else of thee but onely thee Tec. Well goe and thinke yet of her honest care Who giues thee note of such a shamefull dead And iudge Amyntas when thou shalt be free Who more deserues thy loue or I or she Scen. 5. Melibaeus Ergastus Me. Now what infernall proiects are here laid T' afflict an honest heart t' expose a maide Vnto the danger of alone assault To make her to offend without her fault Er. And see what other new appearing spirits Would raise the tempests of disturbances Vpon our rest and labour to bring in All the whole Ocean of vnquietnesse To ouerwhelme the poore peace we liue in How one would faine instruct and teach vs how To cut our throates with forme and to contend With artificiall knowledge to vndoo Each other and to brabble without end As if that nature had not tooke more care For vs then we for our owne selues can take And makes vs better lawes then those we make And as if all that science ought could giue Vnto our blisse but onely shewes vs how The better to contend but not to liue And euermore we see how vice doth grow With knowledge and brings forth a more increase When skilfull men begin how good men cease And therefore how much better doe we liue With quiet ignorance then we should doe With turbulent and euer-working skill Which makes vs not to liue but labour still Mel. And see that other vaine fantastick spirit Who would corrupt out bodies too likewise As this our mindes and make our health to be As troublesome as sicknesse to deuise That no part of vs euer should be free Both forraging on our credulitie Take still th' aduantage of our weakenesses Both cloath their friuolous vncertainties In strange attyres to make it seene the lesse Actus 4 Scen. 1. Techne Amyntas Tec. Amyntas must come back I know this way And here it will be best for me to stay And here indeed he comes poore man I site All quite dismaide and now I le worke on him Come who tels troth Amynta who deceiues Your expectation now Cloris or I Am. Peace Techne peace and doe not interrupt The griefe that hath no leasure to attend Ought but itselfe and hath shut vp with it All other sense in priuate close within From doing any thing but onely thinke Te. Thinke wheron should you think y'haue thought ynow And too too much on such a one as shee Whom now you see y'haue tride her honestie And let her goe proud girle accordingly There 's none of these young wanton things that know How t' vse a man or how to make their choyse Or answere mens affections as they ought And if y' will thinke thinke sh' is not worth a thought Good Techne leaue mee for thy speach and sight Beare both that disproportion to my griefe As that they trouble trouble and confound Confusion in my sorrowes which doth loath That sound of wordes that answeres not the tone Of my dispayres in accents of like mone And now hath sorrow no worse plague I see Then free and vnpartaking companie Who are not in the fashion of our woes And whose affection do not looke likwise Of that complection as our miseries And therefore pray thee leaue me or else leaue To speake or if thou speake let it not be To me or else let me not answere thee Tec. Wel I say nothing you know what y'haue seene Am. T is true I doe confesse that I haue seene The worst the world can shew me and the worst That can be euer seene with mortall eye I haue beheld the whole of all where in My heart had any interest in this life To be disrent and torne from of my hopes That nothing now is leaft why I should liue That ostage I had giuen the world which was The hope of her that