My love shall hear the music of my hounds.
[104] Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:
105 Dispatch, I say, and find the forester. [Exit an Attend.
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain’s top,
And mark the musical confusion
Of hounds and echo in conjunction.
Hip. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,
[110] When in a wood of Crete they bay’d the bear
With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear
Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves,