Fran. Nor meat nor thanks for all this. [Exit.
Cla. Make 'em more wretched.
Oh I could burst! curse and kill now,
Kill any thing I meet, Juletta, follow me,
And call the rest along.
Jul. We follow, Madam. [Exeunt.
Enter Albert and Aminta.
Amint. I must be gone now, else she may suspect me;
How shall I answer her?
Alb. Tell her directly.
Amint. That were too suddain, too improvident;
Fires of this nature must be put out cunningly,
They'll waste all come near 'em else.
Farewel once more.
Alb. Farewel,
And keep my love entire.
Nay, kiss me once again, me thinks we should not part.
Amint. Oh be wise, Sir.
Alb. Nay, one kiss more.