That when she sees this gold, she'l leap upon me.
Enter Eros.
And here she comes: I am sure of her at midnight,
My pretty Eros welcom.
Eros. I have business.
Sep. Above my love, thou canst not.
Eros. Yes indeed Sir,
Far, far above.
Sep. Why, why so coy? 'pray ye tell me
We are alone.