waile her now Thi. Long since Palaemon thinke you any length Of time can euer haue a powre to make A heart of flesh not mourne not grieue not pine That knows that feels that thinks as much as mine Pal. But Thirsis you know how her father meant To match her with Alexis and a day To celebrate the nuptials was prefixt Thi. True he had such a purpose but in vaine As oh it was best knowne vnto vs twaine And hence it grew that gaue vs both our feares That made our meeting stealth our parting teares Hence was it that with many a secret wile Wee rob'd our lookes th' onlookers to beguile This was the cause oh miserable cause That made her by her selfe to stray alone Which els God knowes she neuer shold haue done For had our libertie as open beene As was our loues Siluia had not beene seene Without her Thirsis neuer had we gone But hand in hand nor euer had mischance Tooke vs asunder shee had alwaies had My bodie interpos'd betwixt all harmes And her But ah we had our libertie Laid fast in prison when our loues were free Pa. But how knowst thou her loue was such to thee Thi. How do I know the Sun the day from night Pal. Womens affections doe like flashes proue They oft shew passion when they feele small loue Thir. Ah do not so prophane that precious sexe Which I must euer reuerence for her sake Who was the glorie of her kinde whose heart In all her actions so transparant was As I might see it cleere and wholly myne Alwayes obseruing truth in one right line How oft hath she bene vrg'd by fathers threats By friends perswasions and Alexis sighs And teares and prayers to admit his loue Yet neuer could be wonne how oft haue I Beheld the brauest heardsmen of these plaines As what braue heardsman was there in the plaines Of all Arcadia that had not his heart VVarm'd with her beames to seek to win her loue Ah I remember well and how can I But euer more remember well when first Our flame began when scarce we knew what was The flame we felt when as we sate and sigh'd And lookd'vpon each other and conceiu'd Not what we ayld yet something we did ayle And yet were well and yet we were not well And what was our disease we could not tell Then would we kisse then sigh then looke thus In that first garden of our simplenesse Wee spent our childhood but when yeeres began To reape the fruite of knowledge ah how then Wold she with grauer looks with sweet stern brow Check my presumption and my forwardnes Yet still would giue me flowers still would me shew What she would haue me yet not haue me know Pal. Alas with what poore Coyne are louers paid And taken with the smallest bayte is laid Thi. And when in sports with other company Of Nimphes and shepherds we haue met abroade How would she steale a looke and watch mine eye Which way it went and when at Barley breake It came vnto my turne to rescue her With what an earnest swift and nimble pace Would her affection make her feet to run And farther run then to my hand her race Had no stop but my bosome where to end And when we were to breake againe how late And loath her trēbling hand wold part with mine And with how slow a pace would shee set forth To meet th e'ncountring party who contends T' attaine her scarce affording him her fingers ends Pal. Fie Thirsis with what fond remembrances Doest thou these idle passions entertaine For shame leaue off to waste your youth in vaine And feede on shadowes make your choice anew You other Nimphes shall find no doubt will be As louely and as faire and sweete as she Thi. As faire and sweete as she Palaemon peace Ah what can pictures be vnto the life VVhat sweetnes can be found in Images VVhich all Nimphes els besides her seemes to me She onely was a reall creaturee shee VVhose memory must take vp all of mee Should I another loue then must I haue Another heart for this is full of her And euermore shall be here is shee drawne At length and whole and more this table is A storie and is all of her and all Wrought in the liueliest colours of my bloud And can there be a roome for others heere Should I disfigure such a peece and blot The perfectst workmanship loue euer wrought Palaemon no ah no it cost too deere It must remaine intire whilst life remaines The monument of her and of my paines Pal. Thou maiest be such a fond Idolater To die for loue though that were very strange Loue hath few Saints but many confessors And time no doubt will raze out all these notes And leaue a roome at length for other thoughts Thi. Yes when there is no spring no tree no groue In all Arcadia to record our loue And tell me where we were the time we were How we did meete together what we said Where we did ioy and where we sate dismai'd And then I may forget her not before Till then I must remember one so deere VVhen euery thing I see tells me of her And you deere Reliques of that martred Saint My heart adores you the perpetuall bookes Whereon when teares permit mine eye still looks Ah you were with her last and till my last You must remaine with me you were reseru'd To tell me shee was lost but yet alas You cannot tell me how I wold you could White spotlesse vaile cleane like her womanhood Which whilome coveredst the most louely face That euer eye beheld Was there no message sent From her by thee Ah yes there seemes it was Here is a T made with her blood as if Shee would haue written Thirsis I am slaine In seeking thee sure so it should haue beene And so I reade it and shall euer so And thou sweet remnant of the fairest haire That euer wau'd with winde Ah thee I found When her I hop'd to finde wrapt in a round Like to an O the character of woe As if to say O Thirsis I die thine This much you tell me yet dumbe messengers Of her last minde and what you cannot tell That I must thinke which is the most extreame Of wofulnesse that any heart can thinke Pal. There is no dealing with this man I see This humour must be let to spend it selfe Vnto a lesser substance ere that we Can any way apply a remedy But I lament his case and so I know Do all that see him in this wofull plight And therefore will I leaue him to himselfe For sorrow that is full hates others sight Thir. Come boy whilst I contemplate these remaines Of my lost loue vnder this myrtle tree Record the dolefull'st song the sighingst notes That musicke hath to entertaine bad thoughts Let it be all at flats my boy all graue The tone that best befits the griefe I haue The Song Had sorrow euer fitter place To
dangers which we fear'd VVhich now a little stay though any stay Be death to me would wholly take away And therefore I resolu'd my selfe to beare This burthen of our sufferings yet a while And to become a seruant in this guise To her I would haue skorned otherwise And be at all commands to goe and come To trudge into the fields early and late VVhich though I know it misbecomes my state Yet it becomes my fortune which is that Not Phillis whom I serue but since I serue I will doe what I doe most faithfully But Thirsis is it possible that thou Shouldst so forget me and forgo thy vowe Or is it but a flying vaine report That slanders thine affection in this sort It may be so and God grant it may be so I shall soone finde if thou be false or no But ah here comes my Fury I must flie ACT. I. SCEN. IIII Phillis Clarindo Ah cruell youth whither away so fast Cla. Good Phillis do not stay me I haue haste Phi. What haste shouldst thou haue but to comfort me VVho hath no other comfort but in thee Cla. Alas thou do'st but trouble me in vaine I cannot helpe thee t' is not in my powre Phi. Not in thy powre Clarindo ah if thou Hadst any thing of manlines thou would'st Cla. But if I haue not what doth it auaile In this sort to torment thy selfe and me And therefore pre thee Phillis let me goe Phi. Ah whither canst thou go where thou shalt be More deerely lou'd and cherisht then with me Cla. But that my purpose cannot satisfie I must be gone there is no remedie Phi. O cruell youth will thy hart nothing moue Shew me yet pitie if thou shew not loue Cla. Beleeue me Phillis I do pitie thee And more lament thy error so farewell Phi. And art thou gone hard-hearted youth hast thou Thus disappointed my desires and left My shame t' afflict me worser then my loue Now in what case am I that neither can Recall my modestie nor thee againe Ah were it now to do againe my passions should Haue smothred me to death before I would Haue shew'd the smallest sparkle of my flame But it is done and I am now vndone Ah hadst thou bene a man and had that part Of vnderstanding of a womans hart My words had bene vnborne onely mine eies Had bene a tongue ynough to one were wise But this it is to loue a boy whose yeares Conceiues not his owne good nor weighes my teares But this disgrace I iustly haue deseru'd SCEN. V. Lidia Phillis SO Phillis haue you and y' are rightly seru'd Haue you disdain'd the gallanst Forresters And brauest heardsmen all Arcadia hath And now in loue with one is not a man Assure your selfe this is a iust reuenge Loue takes for your misprision of his powre I told you often there would come a time When you would sure be plagu'd for such a crime But you would laugh at me as one you thought Conceiu'd not of what mettall you were wrought Is this you who would wonder any nymphes Could euer be so foolish as to loue Who is so foolish now Phil. Peace Lidia peace Adde not more griefe t' a hart that hath too much Do not insult vpon her misery Whose flame God wot needs water and not oyle Thou seest I am vndone caught in the Toyle Of an intangling mischiefe tell me how I may recouer and vnwinde me now Lid. That doth require more time we will apart Consult thereof be you but rul'd by me And you shall finde I yet will set you free Exeunt The song of the first Chorus Loue is a sicknesse full of woes All remedies refusing A plant that with most cutting growes Most barren with best vsing Why so More we enioy it more it dyes If not enioy'd it sighing cries Hey ho Loue is a torment of the minde A tempest euerlasting And Ioue hath made it of a kinde Not well nor full nor fasting Why so More we enioy it more it dies If not enioyd it sighing cries Hey ho ACT. II. SCEN. I. Siluanus Dorcas Montanus IN what a meane regard are we now held VVe actiue and laborious forresters VVho though our liuing rurall be and rough Yet heretofore were we for valour priz'd And well esteem'd in all good companies Nor would the daintiest nymphes that valleyes haunt Or fields inhabite euer haue despis'd Our siluane songs nor yet our plaine discourse But gracefully accepted of our skill And often of our loues when they haue seene How faithfull and how constant we haue beene Dor. It 's true Siluanus but you see the times Are altred now and they so dainty growne By being ador'd and woo'd and followed so Of those vnsinowed amorous heardsmen who By reason of their rich and mighty flockes Supply their pleasures with that plenteousnesse As they disdaine our plainnesse and do scorne Our company as men rude and ill borne Sil. VVell so they doe but Dorcas if you marke How oft they doe miscarie in their loue Aud how disloyall these fine heardsmen prooue You shall perceiue how their aboundant store Payes not their expectation nor desires Witnesse these groues wherein they oft deplore The miserable passions they sustaine And how perfidious wayward and vnkinde They finde their loues to be which we who are The eyes and eares of woods oft see and heare For hither to these groues they much resort And here one wayles apart the vsage hard Of her disordred wilde and wilfull mate There mournes another her vnhappy state Held euer in restraint and in suspect Another to her trusty confident Laments how shee is matcht to such a one As cannot giue a woman her content Another grieues how shee hath got a foole Whose bed although shee loath shee must endure And thus they all vnhappy by that meanes Which they accompt would bring all happinesse Most wealthely are plagu'd with rich distresse Dor. And so they are but yet this was not wont To be the fashion here there was a time Before Arcadia came to be diseas'd With thes corrupted humors reigning now That choise was made of vertue and desert VVithout respect of any other endes VVhen loue was onely master of their hearts And rul'd alone when simple thoughts produc'd Plaine honest deedes and euery one contends To haue his fame to follow his deserts And not his shewes to be the same he was Not seem'd to be and then were no such parts Of false deceiuings plaid as now we see But after that accursed greedinesse Of wealth began to enter and possesse The hearts of men integrity was lost And with it they themselues for neuer more Came they to be in their owne powre againe That Tyrant vanquisht them made them all slaues That brought base seruitude into the world VVhich else had neuer bin that only made Them to endure all whatsoeuer weights Powre could deuise to lay vpon their necke For rather thē they would not haue they would not be But miserable So that no
some note Although so darkly drawne as that his eyes Cannot expresly reade it yet it showes Him somthing which he rather feels then knowes The song of the second Chorus Desire that is of things vngot See what trauaile it procureth And how much the minde endureth To gaine what yet it gaineth not For neuer was it paid The charge defraide According to the price of thought ACT. III. SCEN. I. Charinus the father of Thirsis Palaemon PAlaemon you me thinkes might something work With Thirsis my aggreeued sonne and sound His humour what it is and why he thus Afflicts himselfe in solitarinesse You two were wont to be most inward friends And glad I was to see it knowing you To be a man well tempred fit to sort VVith his raw youth can you doe nothing now To win him from this vile captiuity Of passion that withholdes him from the world Pal. In troth Charinus I haue oftentimes As one that suffred for his grieuances Assayd to finde a way into the cause Of his so strange dismay and by all meanes Aduis'd him make redemption of himselfe And come to life againe and be a man With men but all serues not I finde him lockt Fast to his will alleadge I what I can Char. But will he not impart to you the cause Pal. The cause is loue but it is such a loue As is not to be had Cha. Not to be had Palaemon if his loue be regular Is there in all Arcadia any shee Whom his ability his shape and worth May not attaine he being my onely sonne Pal. Shee is not in Arcadia whom he loues Nor in the world and yet he deerely loues Cha. How may that be Palaemon tell me plaine Pal. Thus plainly he 's in loue with a dead woman And that so farre as with the thought of her Which hath shut out all other he alone Liues and abhorres to be or seene or knowne Cha. What was this creature could possesse him so Pal. Faire Siluia old Medorus daughter who Was two yeares past reported to be slaine By sauage beasts vpon our countrey shore Cha. Is that his griefe alas I rather thought It appertain'd vnto anothers part To wayle her death Alexis should doe that To whom her father had disposed her And shee esteemed onely to be his Why should my sonne afflict him more for her Then doth Alexis who this day doth wed Faire Galatea and forgets the dead And here the shepheards come to celebrate His ioyfull nuptials with all merriment Which doth increase my cares considering The comforts other parents doe receiue And therefore good Palaemon worke all meanes You can to win him from his peeuish will And draw him to these shewes to companies That others pleasures may inkindle his And tell him what a sinne he doeth commit To waste his youth in solitarinesse And take a course to end vs all in him Pal. Assure your selfe Charinus as I haue So will I still imploy my vtmost powre To saue him for me thinks it pittie were So rare a peece of worth should so be lost That ought to be preserued at any cost ACT. III. SCEN. II. Charinus Medorus MEdorus come we two must sit and mourne Whilst others reuell We are not for sports Or nuptiall shewes which will but shew vs more Our miseries in beeing both depriu'd The comforts of our issue which might haue And was as like to haue made our hearts As ioyfull now as others are in theirs Med. In deed Charinus I for my part haue Iust cause to grieue amidst these festiuals For they should haue been mine This day I should Haue seene my daughter Siluia how she would Haue womand it these rites had bene her grace And shee had sat in Galateas place And now had warm'd my heart to see my bloud Preseru'd in her had shee not beene so rapt And rent from off the liuing as shee was But your case is not pararell with mine You haue a sonne Charinus that doth liue And may one day to you like comforts giue Cha. Indeed I haue a sonne but yet to say he liues I cannot for who liues not to the world Nor to himselfe cannot be said to liue For euer since that you your daughter lost I lost my sonne for from that day he hath Imbrakd in shades and solitarinesse Shut himselfe vp from sight or company Of any liuing and as now I heard By good Palaemon vowes still so to doe Med. And did your sonne my daughter loue so deare Now good Charinus I must grieue the more If more my heart could suffer then it doth For now I feele the horrour of my deede In hauing crost the worthiest match on earth Now I perceiue why Siluia did refuse To marrie with Alexis hauing made A worthier choice which oh had I had grace To haue foreseene perhaps this dismall chance Neuer had bene and now they both had had Ioy of their loues and we the like of them But ah my greedy eye viewing the large And spacious sheep-walkes ioyning vnto mine Whereof Alexis was possest made me As worldlings doe desire to marry grounds And not affections which haue other bounds How oft haue I with threats with promises VVith all perswasions sought to win her minde To fancie him yet all would not preuaile How oft hath shee againe vpon her knees VVith teares besought me Oh deare father mine Doe not inforce me to accept a man I cannot fancie rather take from mee The life you gaue me then afflict it so Yet all this would not alter mine intent This was the man shee must affect or none But ah what sinne was this to torture so A hart forevow'd vnto a better choice VVhere goodnesse met in one the selfe same point And vertues answer'd in an equall ioynt Sure sure Charinus for this sinne of mine The gods bereaft me of my childe and would Not haue her be to be without her heart Nor me take ioy where I did none impart Cha. Medorus thus wee see mans wretchednesse That learnes his errours but by their successe And when there is no remedie and now Wee can but wish it had beene otherwise Med. And in that wish Charinus we are rackt But I remember now I often haue Had shadowes in my sleepe that figures bare Of some such liking twixt your childe and mine And this last night a pleasing dreame I had Though dreams of ioy makes wakers minds more sad Me thought my daughter Siluia was return'd In most strange fashion and vpon her knees Craues my good will for Thirsis otherwise She would be gone againe and seene no more I at the sight of my deare childe was rapt With that excesse of ioy as gaue no time Either for me to answer her request Or leaue for sleepe to figure out the rest Cha. Alas Medorus dreames are vapours which Ingendred with day thoughts fall in the night And vanish with the morning are but made Afflictions vnto man to th' end he might Not rest in rest but toyle both day and night
felt what loue was in his daies Pal. Well Thirsis well how euer you doe guilde Your passions to indeere them to your selfe You neuer shall induce me to beleeue That sicknesses can be of such effect And so farewell vntill you shall be well SCEN. V Medorus Charinus O Gods Charinus what a man is this Who euer heard of such a constancie Had I but knowne him in enioying him As now I doe too late in losing him How blest had bene mine age but ah I was Vnworthie of so great a blessednesse Cha. You see Medorus how no counsell can Preuaile to turne the current of his will To make it run in any other course Then what it doth so that I see I must Esteeme him irreuocably lost But harke the shepheards festiuals begin Let vs from hence where sadnesse were a sinne Here was presented a rurall marriage conducted with this Song From the Temple to the Boord From the Boord vnto the Bed We conduct your maidenhead Wishing Hymen to affoord All the pleasures that he can Twixt a woman and a man ACT. IIII. SCEN. I. Thirsis solus I Thought these simple woods these gentle trees Would in regard I am their daily guest And harbour vnderneath their shadie roofes Not haue consented to delude my griefes And mock my miseries with false reports But now I see they will afflict me too For as I came by yonder spreading Beech Which often hath the Secretarie beene To my sad thoughts while I haue rested me if loue had euer rest vnder his gentle shade I found incaru'd and faire incaru'd these words Thy Siluia Thirsis liues and is return'd Ah me that any hand would thus adde scorne Vnto affliction and a hand so faire As this may seeme to be which were more fit Me thinkes for good then to doe iniurie For sure no vertue should be ill imployd And which is more the name of Siluia was Caru'd in the selfe same kinde of character Which shee aliue did vse and where with all Subscrib'd her vowes to me who knowes it best Which shews the fraud the more more the wrōg Therefore you stars of that high court of heauen Which do reueale deceits and punish them Let not this crime to feit a hand To couzin my desires escape your doome Nor let these riots of intrusion made Vpon my lonenesse by strange company Afflict me thus but let me haue some rest Come then refresher of all liuing things Soft sleepe come gently and take truce with these Oppressours but come simple and alone VVithout these images of fantasie Which hurt me more then thou canst do me good Let me not sleepe vnlesse I could sleepe all SCEN. II. Palaemon Thirsis ALas he here hath laid him downe to rest It were now sinne his quiet to molest And God forbid I should I will retire And leaue him for I know his griefes require This poore releeuement of a little sleepe Thi. What spirit here haunts me what no time free Ah is it you Palaemon would to God You would forbeare me but a little while You shew your care of me too much in this Vnseasonable loue skarce kindnesse is Pal. Good Thirsis I am sorie I should giue The least occasion of disease to you I will be gone and leaue you to your rest Thi. Doe good Palaemon goe your way farewell And yet Palaemon stay perhaps you may By charmes you haue cause sleep to close mine eies For you were wont I doe remember well To sing me Sonnets which in passion I Composed in my happier daies when as Her beames inflam'd my spirits which now are set And if you can remember it I pray Sing me the song which thus begins Eyes hide my loue Which I did write vpon the earnest charge Shee gaue vnto me to conceale our loue The Song Eyes hide my loue and doe not shew To any but to her my notes Who onely doth that cipher know Wherewith we passe our secret thoughts Belie your lookes in others sight And wrong your selues to doe her right Pal. So now he sleeps or else doth seeme to sleep But howsoeuer I will not trouble him SCEN. III Clarindo Thirsis SEe where he lies whom I so long to see Ah my deere Thirsis take thy quiet rest I know thou needst it sleepe thy fill sweete loue Let nothing trouble thee be calme oh windes Be still you heards chirp not so loud sweet birds Lest you should wake my loue thou gentle banke That thus art blest to beare so deare a weight Be soft vnto those dainty lymmes of his Plie tender grasse and render sweet refresh Vnto his wearie senses whilst he rests Oh could I now but put off this disguise VVith those respects that fetter my desires How closely could I neighbour that sweet side But stay he stirres I feare my heart hath brought My feete too neere and I haue wakened him Thi. It will not be sleepe is no friend of mine Or such a friend as leaues a man when most He needes him See a new assault who now Ah t is the boy that was with me erewhiles That gentle boy I am content to speake With him he speakes so pretily so sweet And with so good respectiue modesty And much resembles one I knew once well Come hither gentle boy what hast thou there Cla. A token sent you from the nymph I serue Thi. Keepe it my boy and weare it on thy head Cla. The gods forbid that I a seruant should Weare on my head that which my mistresse hath Prepar'd for yours Sir I beseech you vrge No more a thing so ill becomming me Thi. Nay sure I thinke it better will become Thy head then mine and therefore boy thou must Needes put it on Cla. I trust you lonenesse hath not so Unciviled you to force a messenger To doe against good manners and his will Thi. No good my boy but I intreate thee now Let me but put it on hold still thy head It shall not be thy act but onely mine Let it alone good boy for if thou saw'st How well it did become thee sure thou wouldst Now canst thou sing my boy some gentle song Cla. I cannot sing but I could weepe Thi. VVeepe why Cla. Because I am not as I wish to be Thi. VVhy so are none be not dipleas'd for this And if you cannot sing tell me some tale To passe the time Cla. That can I doe did I but know what kinde Of tale you lik'd Thi. No merry tale my boy nor yet too sad But mixed like the tragicke Comedies Cla. Then such a tale I haue and a true tale Beleeue me Sir although not written yet In any booke but sure it will I know Some gentle shepheard moou'd with passion must Record it to the world and well it will Become the world to vnderstand the same And this it is There was sometimes a nymph Isulia nam'd and an Arcadian borne Faire can I not avouch shee was but chaste And honest sure as the euent will prooue VVhose mother dying
left her very young Vnto her fathers charge who carefully Did breed her vp vntill shee came to yeares Of womanhood and then prouides a match Both rich and young and fit ynough for her But shee who to another shepheard had Call'd Sirthis vow'd her loue as vnto one Her heart esteem'd more worthy of her loue Could not by all her fathers meanes be wrought To leaue her choice and to forgoe her vow Thi. No more could my deere Siluia be from me Cla. Which caused much affliction to the both Thi. And so the selfe same cause did vnto vs Cla. This nymph one day surcharg'd with loue griefe Which comonly the more the pittie dwel As Inmates both together walking forth With other maydes to fish vpon the shore Estrayes apart and leaues her companie To entertaine her selfe with her owne thoughts And wanders on so far and out of sight As shee at length was sudainely surpriz'd By Pyrats who lay lurking vnderneath Those hollow rocks expecting there some prize And notwithstanding all her pittious cryes Intreaty teares and prayes those feirce men Rent haire and vaile and caried her by force Into their ship which in a little Creeke Hard by at Anckor lay and presently hoys'd saile And so away Thi Rent haire and vaile and so Both haire and vaile of Siluia I found rent Which heere I keepe with mee But now alas What did shee what became of her my boy Cla. VVhen she was thus in shipp'd and woefully Had cast her eyes about to view that hell Of horrour whereinto she was so sudainely Implung'd shee spies a woman sitting with a child Sucking her breast which was the captaines wife To her she creepes downe at her feet she lyes O woman if that name of woman may Moue you to pittie pittie a poore maid The most distressed soule that euer breath'd And saue me from the hands of these feirce men Let me not be defil'd and made vncleane Deare woman now and I will be to you The faithfull'st slaue that euer mistres seru'd Neuer poore soule shall be more dutifull To doe what euer you command then I No toile will I refuse so that I may Keepe this poore body cleane and vndeflowr'd Which is all I will euer seeke For know It is not feare of death laies me thus low But of that stain wil make my death to blush Thi. VVhat would not all this mooue the womans hart Cla. Al this would nothing moue the womans hart VVhom yet she would not leaue but still besought Oh woman by that infant at your breast And by the paines it cost you in the birth Saue me as euer you desire to haue Your babe to ioy and prosper in the world VVhich will the better prosper sure if you Shall mercy shew which is with mercy paid Then kisses shee her feet then kisses too The infants feete and oh sweet babe said shee Could'st thou but to thy mother speake for me And craue her to haue pittie on my case Thou mightst perhaps prevaile with her so much Although I cannot child ah could'st thou speake The infant whether by her touching it Or by instinct of nature seeing her weepe Lookes earnestly vpon her and then lookes Vpon the mother then on her againe And then it cryes and then on either lookes Which shee perceauing blessed childe said shee Although thou canst not speake yet do'st thou cry Vnto thy mother for me Heare thy childe Deare mother it 's for mee it cryes It 's all the speech it hath accept those cryes Saue me at his request from being defilde Lett pittie moue thee that thus mooues thy childe The woman though by birth and custome rude Yet hauing veynes of nature could not bee But peircible did feele at length the point Of pittie enter so as out gusht teares Not vsuall to sterne eyes and shee besought Her husband to bestow on her that prize VVith safegard of her body at her will The captaine seeing his wife the childe the nymph All crying to him in this pittious sort Felt his rough nature shaken too and grants His wiues request and seales his graunt with teares And so they wept all foure for company And some beholders stood not with dry eies Such passion wrought the passion of their prize Thi. In troth my boy and euen thy telling it Moues me likewise thou doost so feelingly Report the same as if thou hadst bene by But I imagine now how this poore nymph VVhen she receiu'd that doome was comforted Cla. Sir neuer was there pardon that did take Condemned from the blocke more ioyfull then This graunt to her For all her misery Seem'd nothing to the comfort she receiu'd By being thus saued from impurity And from the womans feet she would not part Nor trust her hand to be without some hold Of her or of the childe so long as shee remaind VVithin the ship which in few daies arriues At Alexandria whence these pirats were And there this woefull maide for two yeares space Did serue and truly serue this captains wife VVho would not lose the benefit of her Attendance for all her profit otherwise But daring not in such a place as that To trust her selfe in womans habite crau'd That she might be appareld like a boy And so she was and as a boy she seru'd Thi. And two yeares t is since I my Siluia lost Cla. At two yeares end her mistres sends her forth Vnto the Port for some commodities Which whilst shee sought for going vp and downe Shee heard some merchant men of Corinth talke Who spake that language the Arcadians did And were next neighbours of one continent To them all rapt with passion down she kneeles Tels them shee was a poore distressed boy Borne in Arcadia and by Pirats tooke And made a slaue in Egypt and besought Them as they fathers were of children or Did hold their natiue countrey deare they would Take pity on her and releeue her youth From that sad seruitude wherein shee liu'd For which shee hop'd that shee had friends aliue Would thanke them one day reward them too If not yet that shee knew the heauens would doe The merchants mou'd with pity of her case Being ready to depart tooke her with them And landed her vpon her countrey coast VVhere when shee found her selfe shee prostrate fals Kisses the ground thankes giues vnto the Gods Thankes them who had beene her deliuerers And on shee trudges through the desart woods Climes ouer craggie rockes and mountaines steep VVades thorough riuers struggles thorough bogs Sustained onely by the force of loue Vntill shee came vnto the natiue plaines Vnto the fields where first shee drew her breath There lifts shee vp her eyes salutes the ayre Salutes the trees the bushes flowres and all And oh deare Sirthis here I am said shee Here notwithstanding all my miseries I am the same I was to thee a pure A chaste and spotlesse maide oh that I may Finde thee the man thou didst professe to be Thi. Or else