That truth is truth. No, no, upon the whole,
I think, your majesty, I’d better go!
[Exit Gélanor.
Enter Palmis and Zeolide, Zeolide weeping.
Palmis. Nay, do not weep, dear mistress.
Zeo.Ah, my friend,
What comfort can you offer me?
Palmis.I’ve heard
That when one is oppressed with weight of woe,
Some solace may be found in dwelling on