Act a friend's part; take presently our course
From hence, and ere his frenzy gathers force
Or from indulgence or delay, present
Our patient to Severe:
NEMOROSO.
I consent.
We on the morrow, ere the clear warm ray
Of the arising sun is seen to play
Upon the purple hills, will go; and sure
I feel, his skill will work an easy cure.
SALICIO.
Fold now the flock, for from the mountain's head
Cool airs descend, and longer shadows spread.
Look round, and see how from the farms whereto
Those labourers trudge, the calm smoke, rising blue,
Curls in a column to the rosy sky!
Seek with our flocks the usual vale, whilst I
Attend the youth—since he has lain so long
In quiet swoon, his fit cannot be strong.
NEMOROSO.
If thou should'st first reach home, go not to bed,
But speed the supper, and see Lyca spread
The cloth—'tis much if yet her fire's alight:
SALICIO.
I will; I will; unless in my despite
Albanio hurl me down some breakneck dell:
Farewell, dear friend!