ACT I
Scene I.—A retired Grove near Antioch.
Enter Cipriano, Eusebio, and Julian, with books.
Cipr. This is the place, this the sequester’d spot
Where, in the flower about and leaf above,
I find the shade and quiet that I love,
And oft resort to rest a wearied wing;
And here, good lads, leave me alone, but not
Lonely, companion’d with the books you bring:
That while the city from all open doors