You fill me not with idle joy.—What said she
When you nam’d me?
Syrus. As soon as we inform’d her
You was return’d, and begg’d her to come to you,
She left her work immediately, and burst
Into a flood of tears, which one might see
Were shed for love of you.
Clin. By all the Gods,
I know not where I am for very joy.
Oh, how I trembled!