Now they shall be of blandishment, and love,
Seducing hopes, soft pity, tender moans:
Art shall meet art; and, when they think to win,
The fools shall find their labour to begin.
[Exeunt Osm. and Grimb.
Enter Arthur, and Merlin at another Door.
Scene of the Wood continues.
Merl. Thus far it is permitted me to go;
But all beyond this spot is fenced with charms;
I may no more, but only with advice.