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Scæn. 3.
Enter Doron.Dor.
My Carmela is comming, and I'm provided to cast
A sheeps eye at her.
He flings at her.
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Car.
Now I see how Love came blind, he flung
His eyes at me in stead of a love-dart.
Dor.
Ha, my Carmela, let me kiss thy hony-suckle lips:
Car.
You kiss so hard, you'l leave your beard behind.
Dor.
By my troth, Carmela, swains cannot swear,
But—I do love thee—by our great god Pan
I love thee.
Car.
You said you could not swear, and yet you
Swear you love me.
Dor.
Love, I have stared so long at thee, that I
Am now grown blind.
Car.
Then shall you be led, like blind beggars
With a dog and a bell, or else be beholding
To the glasier for a new pair of eyes.
Dor.
I know not what you mean eyes, but I am
Sure that I am off the hooks. You tell me of
Eyes, eyes, but 'tis your no's that torments me.
This blind god, that the Poets call Cupid, has seen
To hit me with his dart, I know not how,
But as the blind man kil'd the crow.
Car.
Then you are one of the wanderers in Loves
Labyrinth, I prethee let me lead thee.
Dor.
Ay, so we may both fall; but no matter,
For if you fall first, I'll fall on thee.
Car.
Fie, Doron, fie, are you not asham'd?
Dor.
Asham'd? of what? marry better falling in, than
Falling out.
Car.
You'r very merry Doron, where's your musick?
Dor.
Let me play on thee, my pretty bag-pipe,
And I know thou wilt sing, loth to depart.—
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And I'll try that, now follow me.
Exit.
Dor.
Nay, when you came to the snuff once, I thought
You would quickly go out.
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