Elder Lo. You have forgot your lost Love.
La. Alas Sir, what would you have me do? I cannot call him back again with sorrow; I'le love this man as dearly, and beshrow me I'le keep him far enough from Sea, and 'twas told me, now I remember me, by an old wise woman, that my first Love should be drown'd, and see 'tis come about.
Elder Lo. I would she had told you your second should be hang'd too, and let that come about: but this is very strange.
La. Faith Sir, consider all, and then I know you'le be of my mind: if weeping would redeem him, I would weep still.
Elder Lo. But say that I were Loveless, And scap'd the storm, how would you answer this?
Lady. Why for that Gentleman I would leave all the world.
Elder Lo. This young thing too?
Lady. That young thing too, Or any young thing else: why, I would lose my state.
Elder Lo. Why then he lives still, I am he, your Loveless.
Lady. Alas I knew it Sir, and for that purpose prepared this Pageant: get you to your task. And leave these Players tricks, or I shall leave you, indeed I shall. Travel, or know me not.