Sel. Darine, what dost thou mean?
Enter Fairies.
Dar.Doubt all of us,
For we are false to thee as thou to us.
I am as thou hast made me, hypocrite!
Sel. Thou art to me as thou hast ever been,
Most dearly loved of all these dearly loved.
Dar. Away! Thou art the source of all our ill;
For though we counseled thee to do the deed
That brought this blight upon our innocence,