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Scena 2.

Mira. Daris. Tyndarus. Mycon. Dipsas. Thestila.
Mira.
Haile Daris, may I joy you?

Daris.
Me, for what?

Mira.
For what? each busie Shepherdesse have fill'd
Her lap with flowers, for to compose, and knit
A nuptiall chaplet for your Bridall browes.

Daris.
The Bridegromes wanting still,

Mira.
No, tis Hegio,

Daris.
Psh, if your love sick Gripus speed no better
In's earnest suite, then Hegio's like to doe
Hel'e never breake with you a Bridall cake;
But why should I say if? 'tis sure enough
Each Shepherd now is tuning of his pipe
To warble your Epithalamians.

Mira.
Then let them turne them into Elegies
And Epicediums for Gripus death.

Daris.
And let the Shepherdesses weaue a wreath
Of Willowes to encircle Hegio's browes.
Here comes our Parents.

Tyndarus.
These faire maides, I hope.
Are counselling each other to prove kinde,
And pitty their distressed lovers.

Daris.
Lovers,
Sir, what have we to doe with lovers, wee
Have sworne alleageiance at Diana's shrine;
If we should love, we breake the faith we owe
To Virgin purenesse, and our vestall vow.

My.
Such are like plum-trees that doe crooked grow
Ore standing pooles, they laden are, and rich
With pleasant fruits; but nought but chattering Pyes,
And Crowes, and Catterpillars feed upon them.

Tyndarus.
O fie upon this single life, forgoe it,
We read how Daphne for her peevish flight,
Became a fruitlesse Bay-tree, Sirinx turn'd
To a pale empty Reed, Anaxarite
Was frozen into Marble, whereas those,
Which married, or prov'd kind unto their friends,
Were by a gracious influence transform'd
Into the Olive, Pomegranet, Mulberie,
Became Flowers, precious Stones, or eminent Starres.

Dip.
Imprudent girles, why should we women prove
Sore tortures, and disturbances to men,
If we be foule we're odious and loath'd.

Thest.
And such unkinde girles as these are, if faire,
Are like rich vessels full of poysonous drugges,
Or like blacke Serpents arm'd with golden scales.

Mira:
Cease to perswade, for Gripus name and death
Have both one sound in my esteeme, that tongue
Which warble forth the one, doe chant the other.

Daris.
That direfull sound, that most disasterous knell
Attendeth Hegio's name, and ever will.

Tynd.
Rare grace, and comely feature both are joynd
In you, as if they both cospir'd to make
Two parragons, which should excell each other.
Shall common beauties then, and meaner faces
Enjoy these joyes, which your selves deny
Unto your selves, no let your gentle hearts
Imbrace the sweets due to so faire deserts,
Your lovely features were bestow'd on you
By liberall nature for to be injoy'd;
And 'twere a sinne where she have beene so free
Of her best graces, to be nigardly.

Micon.
Wound not your selves through your poore lovers sides,
Starve not your selves to make them pine away,
Be kind unto your selves, if not to them.

Dipsas.
Vse time, the squabling Snake with age oreworne
Casts off her hide, and re-assumes a new.
The towring Eagle change her aged plumes,
The fading Rose (the glory of the Spring)
Receive an annuall birth from the sharp briar,
Be wise, and crop in time your beauties flowers,
They ne're spring more, being faded once, like ours.

Thest.
Vse time, no lovers will croud to impart
Their thriving sutes to your age deafned eares,
Chuse constant lovers then whilst that you may,
Such as love for a like-long-age, not dayes,
Your beautie's fraile, and soone will bud, and wither,

Mir.
With beauty love will bloome, & blow together.

Daris.
Beauty and love are like the coupled twins
Of wise Hipocrates, who both at once
Received birth, and nutriment, and death.

Mira.
He ne're shall crop my youthfull beauties slower
That i'le cease to love, when beauty 'gins to lower.

Exeunt.