See here Nerina, that from Hylas' eyes
Fed her fair flame, now in their dew she lies.
Thus I will have it: so the words shall run. [Exit.
SCENA II.
Daphnis, Alcon, Nerina. To them Hylas, Montanus, Charinus, Mirtillus.
Daph. It shall not serve thy turn, malicious shepherd,
Though thou hast ta'en my love away by tricks,
Yet all thy cunning and thy practices
Shall not secure thee from my revenge.
Alc. Are these the thanks I have for that rich jewel
Which I bestow'd on thee, ungrateful man?
Daph. Yes, for a poison'd glass—a precious jewel!
Alc. I do confess 'twas poison'd.
Daph. Do you so!
And, to do me a courtesy, you kill'd her.
Alc. Yet hear me, she is not dead; and if she be,
I'll pay my life for hers.