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Enter Cyprian and Lysander.Cyprian.
ffie my Lysander quench not the pow'rfull sparcks
Nature has kindled in thy valiant brest.
false ffortune cannot lessen a full man.
Our weaker parts of Earth are only ty'd
to th'turning wheel of the worlds blindefold guide:
the minde's aboue her anger. keep thine so.
Lysander.
O Cyprian, thou now dost come to mee
as willing, but vnskillfull swim̄ers doe;
who when their frend strives allmost dead in water
beare both themselues and him vnto the bottome.
Thou'rt vnexperienc'd in the change I feele;
for by thy willing, but vntimely counsell,
in stead of comfort bring'st confusion.
Cyprian.
Thy sicke taste giues my [mede] cordialls ill report,
when they deserve best recompence.
Lysander.
pray tell mee,
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Cyprian.
why the sunnes absence.
Lysander.
Miranda is the mouer of loues sphære,
my day, and cause of all my lightsome ioys.
her absence is the cause that sullen night
settles this dullnesse on my ioylesse soule.
Cyprian.
Miranda's absence is her happinesse,
her present safetie; would you wish her here
threaten'd with fathers lust and crueltie,
and wounded with the downfall of her frends?
[To meet such dangers Greife]
woe changes loue either to greife or phrensie.
who wishes sight of loue in sorrows caue;
desires the name, and not the thing to haue.
Lysander.
But I that late was [layd] dandled in the [the] lap
of princely loue, am fall'n from my advancements.
[Cyprian.
who fa] And my inferiours step into my place.
Cyprian.
Who falls from honour, gets aboue all enuie:
Thy fall to thee is but a meanes to rise;
Their rise to them may be a meanes to fall.
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My flocking frends are fled, now none salute mee.
Cyprian.
Thy flatterers are fled, thy frends remaine.
Lysander.
You doe remayne indeed, my only frend.
whose patience I must prayse, allthough my selfe
receive your comforts[,] but like well limn'd pictures
of sweet content, which when beheld and past
leaue some inpression, but too weake to last.
Cyprian.
Nor blame I your somwhat impatience,
considering your heat [streng] of youthfull bloud.
high spirits haue mightie passions, while let loose;
which wisdome wills vs binde to good behauiour.
Marcke but our potent and victorious Souldan,
how his vncurbed furie drives him on
with fier and sword against great Babilon:
within him pride of conquest ioyn'd with lust
make him as captive to the foulest sinnes
as he makes others to his monarchy.
while wee thrown of from his vncertayne favours,
stand now exempt from flattering his [ires] passions;
and if wee list, in our more quiet state
may pitty him when hee proues vnfortunate.
Lysander.
But while I thincke vpon anothers fate
I stand amazed at myne owne misfortune,
that know not what I am, nor whence deriv'd,
nor how to catch times fortop in my fist,
that I may scape from hence, and seeke my loue.
Cyprian.
To know thy selfe, time, and my arte shall teach thee;
and for thy loue, doubt not, she loues thee so
as both your cares will make you meet.[;] [lets goe] but see [Thetis, from whose [gate]]
[sol][the e] highs him to his [watry couch, the earth] gate
A mist is rising, let vs home, 'tis late.
Exeunt.
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