How could’st thou find this dark sequestered nook? 500
Spir. O my loved master’s heir, and his next joy,
I came not here on such a trivial toy
As a strayed ewe, or to pursue the stealth
Of pilfering wolf; not all the fleecy wealth
That doth enrich these downs is worth a thought 505
To this my errand, and the care it brought.
But, oh! my virgin Lady, where is she?
[How chance she is not] in your company?
Eld. Bro. To tell thee sadly, Shepherd, without blame