Shepherd, stand forth, and hear thy sentence.
Shepherd, begone within three days, in pain of
My displeasure; shepherd, begone; shepherd, begone,
Begone, begone, begone; shepherd, shepherd, shepherd.
[Exit.
MUCEDORUS. And must I go, and must I needs depart?
Ye goodly groves, partakers of my songs,
In time tofore, when fortune did not frown,
Pour forth your plaints, and wail awhile with me.
And thou bright sun, my comfort in the cold,
Hide, hide thy face, and leave me comfortless.
Ye wholesome herbs and sweet-smelling savours—
Yea, each thing else prolonging life of man—
Change, change your wonted course, that I,
Wanting your aid, in woful sort may die.
Enter AMADINE [and ARIENA, her maid.]
AMADINE. Ariena, if anybody ask for me,
Make some excuse, till I return.
ARIENA. What, and Segasto call?
AMADINE. Do thou the like to him? I mean not to stay long. [Exit.
MUCEDORUS. This voice so sweet my pining spirits revives.
AMADINE. Shepherd, well-met; tell me how thou doest.
MUCEDORUS. I linger life, yet wish for speedy death.
AMADINE. Shepherd, although thy banishment
Already be decreed, and all against my will,
Yet Amadine——