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SCEN. V.

[The Court Gallery.
Enter Pisaro alone.
Pis.
Ha! who's that, a Lover on my Life,
This amorous malady reigns every where;
Nor can my Sister be an ignorant
Of what I saw this night in Gallatea:
I'le question her—Sister, Aminta, Sister,

[Calls as at her Lodgings
Lyc.
Who calls my Lady?

[Enter a maid.
Pis.
Where's my Sister?

Lyc.
I cry your Lordships mercy,
My Lady lyes not in her Lodgings to night,
The Princess sent for her,
Her Highness is not well.

[She goes in.
Pis.
I do believe it, good night Lycet.
[Enter a Page.
—Who's there,

Pag.
Your Lordships Page.

Pis.
Where hast thou been? I wanted thee but now.

Pag.
I fell asleep i'th Lobby Sir, and had not wakened
Yet, but for the Musick which plays at the Lodgings
Of my Lady Erminia,

Pis.
Curse on them; will they not allow him nights
To himself; 'tis hard.

Pis.
This night I'me wiser grown by observation,
My love and friendship taught me jealousie,
Which like a cunning Spy brought in intelligence,
From every eye less wary then its own;
That told me that the charming Gallatea,
In whom all power remains,
Is yet too feeble t' encounter love;
I find she receiv'd the wanton God,
Maugre my fond opinion of her soul,
And 'tis my friend too that's become my Rivall.
I saw her lovely eyes still turn on him,
As Flowers to th'Sun: and when he turn'd away
Like those, she bow'd her charming head again.
—On th'other side the Prince with dying looks
Each motion watch'd of fair Erminias eyes,
Which she return'd as greedily again,
And if one glance t' Alcippus she directed,
He'd stare as if he meant to cut his throat for't.
Well friend thou hast a sure defence of me
My Love is yet below my amity.

[Exeunt.