Stay, I remember this is Venus' Grove,
And I am hither come to encounter—
The Lady [coming forward, but veiled].
Love!
Pierrot [in ecstasy, throwing himself at her feet].
Then have I ventured and encountered Love?
The Lady.
Not yet, rash boy! and, if thou wouldst be wise,
Return unknowing; he is safe who flies.
Pierrot.
Never, sweet lady, will I leave this place
Until I see the wonder of thy face.
Goddess or Naiad! lady of this Grove,
Made mortal for a night to teach me love,
Unveil thyself, although thy beauty be
Too luminous for my mortality.
The Lady [unveiling].