Ura. Here—take this Jewel as a part of payment, For all thy goodness to an unknown Maid. [To Lyces. And if by chance I ever see thee more, Believe me, Lyces, I will quit the score. [Ex. Lyces weeping.
[Exeunt.
SCENE II. A Grove of Trees.
Within the Scene lies Thersander sleeping, his Cap and Feather at a distance from him.
Enter Cleomena drest like an Amazon, with a Bow in her Hand, and a Quiver of Arrows at her Back, with Semiris attired like her.
Cleo. I’m almost tir’d with holding out the Chase.
Sem. That’s strange! methought your Highness followed not So fast to Day as I have seen you heretofore.
Cleo. I do not use to leave the Game unvanquish’d,
Yet now by what strange inclination led I know not,
The Sport growing dull, I wish to meet a place
Far from the noise and business of the Day:
Hast thou ty’d fast my Horses?
Sem. Madam, I have.
Cleo. What place is this, Semiris?