Whilst I by nobler careless ways advance,
Since Love and Fortune are acquir’d by Chance.
Exeunt Omnes.
The End of the Second Act.
A Song, sung by Sir Rowland in the second Act.
To TERESIA.
Though the Young prize Cupid’s Fire,
’Tis more valu’d by the Old;
The Sun’s Warmth we now admire,
More than when the Season’s cold.
Dialogues in the Masque, at the beginning of the third Act.