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SCENE I.

A STREET.
Enter Luciana and Hermia.
Luc.
Now—do you rightly understand me, Hermia—
Still is your poor unhappy master lost,
And whilst your mistress and the doctor's followers
That way pursue him—be it our duty
To watch around these walls.

Her.
I understand, and Heaven grant
We may discover and restore my master.

Luc.
Away—be that your post, whilst this is mine.
[Exit Hermia.
Poor Adriana! whose love for her ill-fated lord,
Still blooms as in its dawn—whose life, made up
Of sunshine and of tears, may well be liken'd
To an April day.
SONG, Luciana.—(Two Gentlemen of Verona.)
Oh how this spring of love resembleth right,
The uncertain glory of an April day—
Which now shews all the glory of the light,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.

[Exit.