SCENE IV.
Enter Prenesto, follow'd by Camilla.
Pren.
Cupid, O! at length reward me,
Or thy Cruelty give over.
Since I'm sworn a Slave to Beauty,
Since I'm constant in my Duty,
Let the vanquish'd Nymph regard me,
Let her crown her faithful Lover.
Cam.
Fortune, O! at length reward me,
And thy cruel Frowns give over.
Pren.
For Trifles why shou'd you lament,
You that are born to Misery?
Cam.
Perhaps the King will now relent,
And his promis'd Aid deny.
Pren.
Wou'd I cou'd be as sure of you,
As that the King will to his Word be true.
Cam.
Let it suffice, that all I know
Of Love, I do on you bestow.
Pren.
Yes, yes, 'tis all I want,
Nor wou'd I better thrive:
A Heart for Heart is all
A Lover can gain.
A Happiness I feel,
No Mortal can reveal.
If all you have you give,
I ne'er must complain.
[Exit.
