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Alex.
How early, Damon, doe lovers rise?

Cla.
Tis he, I heare his name, good mole away.

Exit.
Dam.
No Larkes so soon, Alexis.

Alex.
He that of us shall have Laurinda, Damon,
Will not be up so soone: ha! would you Damon?

Dam.
Alexis, no, but if I misse Laurinda,
My sleepe shall be eternall.

Alex.
I much wonder the Sunne so soone can rise!

Da.
Did he lay his head in faire Laurinda's lap,

Alexis.
We should have but short daies.

Alex.
No summer, Damon.

Dam.
Thetis to her is browne.

Alex.
And he doth rise
From her to gaze on faire Laurinda's eyes.

Dam.
O now I long to meet our Arbitresse.

Alex.
On whom depends our only happinesse.

Dam.
It must be the first Virgin that we greet
From Ceres Temple.

Alex.
Yes, the first we meet.

Dam.
I heare no noise of any yet that move.

Alex.
Devotion's not so early up as love.

Dam.
See how Aurora blushes! we suppose
Where Tithon lay to night.

Alex.
That modest rose
He grafted there.

Dam.
O heaven, 'tis all I seeke,
To make that colour in Laurinda's cheeke.

Alex.
The virgins now come from the Temple.

Dam.
Appeale unto the first.