Io. A Lady and a Boy, this hangs wel together, Like snow in harvest, sun-shine and foule weather.
Enter Eurymine singing.
Eu. Since[121] hope of helpe my froward starres denie,
Come, sweetest death, and end my miserie;
He left his countrie, I my shape have lost;
Deare is the love that hath so dearly cost.
Yet can I boast, though Phoebus were uniust,
This shift did serve to barre him from his lust.
But who are these alone? I cannot chuse
But blush for shame that anyone should see
Eurymine in this disguise to bee.
Asca. It is (is't[122] not?) my love Eurymine.
Eury. Hark, some one hallows: gentlemen, adieu; In this attire I dare not stay their view. [Exit.
Asca. My love, my ioy, my life! By eye, by face, by tongue it should be shee: Oh I, it was my love; Ile after her, And though she passe the eagle in her flight Ile never rest till I have gain'd her sight. [Exit.
Ara. Love carries him and so retains his minde That he forgets how I am left behind. Yet will I follow softly, as I can, In hope to see the fortune of the man. [Exit.
Io. Nay let them go, a Gods name, one by one; With all my heart I am glad to be alone. Here's old[123] transforming! would with all his art He could transform this tree into a tart: See then if I would flinch from hence or no; But, for it is not so, I needs must go. [Exit.
Enter Silvio and Gemulo.