Cor. Heer hast thou slain Huan, a slashing knight,
And robbed poore Corebus of his sight.
Exit.
Sacr. Hence, villaine, hence. 530
Now I have unto Delya given a potion of forgetfulnes,
That when shee comes, shee shall not know hir brothers.
Lo where they labour, like to country slaves,
With spade and mattocke on this inchaunted ground!
Now will I call hir by another name, 535
For never shall she know hir selfe againe,