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Scæna Secunda.

Enter Philippo.
Phil.
Dear Leocadia, where canst thou be fled
Thus like a spirit hence? and in a moment?
What cloud can hide thee from my following search
If yet thou art a body? sure she hath not
Tane any house? she did too late leave one
Where all humanity of a place receiv'd her,
And would (if she had stayd) have help'd to right
The wrong her fortune did her; yet she must
Be inter'd somewhere, or be found, no street,
Lane, passage, corner, turn, hath scap'd enquiry:
If her dispair had ravish'd her to ayre
Shee could not yet be rarefied so
Enter Incubo.
But some of us should meet her? though their eyes
Perhaps be leaden, and might turn; mine would
Strike out a lightning for her, and divide
A mist as thick as ever darknesse was,
Nay see her through a quarry; they do lye,
Lye grosly that say love is blind; by him,
And heaven they lye; he has a sight can pierce
Through Ivory as clear as it were horn,
And reach his object.

Inc.
Sir hee's found, hee's found.

Phil.
Ha? where? But reach that happy note again
And let it relish truth, thou art an Angel.

Inc.
Hee's here; fast by sir, calling for a Boat
To go aboard the Gallies.

Phil.
Where, where; hold thee.

Exit.
Inc.
He might ha' kept this now, I had nought to shew for't
If he had had the wit t'have gone from's word,
These direct men, they are no men of fashion,
Talk what you will, this is a very smelt.

Exit.