Reveal the truth to your abused lord,

And mine; that he may know your worth! Whilst I Go seek out some forgotten place to die.

[Exit.

Are. Peace guide thee! thou hast overthrown me

once,

Yet, if I had another heaven to lose,

Thou, or another villain, with thy looks,
Might talk me out of it.

Enter a Lady.

Lady. Madam, the king would hunt, and calls for

You with earnestness.

Are. I attend him.

Diana, if thou canst rage with a maid,
As with a man, let me discover thee
Bathing, and turn me to a fearful hind,
That I may die pursu'd by cruel hounds,
And have my story written in my wounds.

ACT IV. SCENE 1.

A wood. Enter PHILASTER.

Philaster.

Он, that I had been nourish'd in these woods
With milk of goats, and acorns, and not known
The right of crowns, nor the dissembling trains
Of women's looks; but digg'd myself a cave,
"Where I, my fire, my cattle, and my bed,

"Might have been shut together in one shed;"
And then had taken me some mountain girl,
Beaten with winds, chaste as the harden'd rocks
Whereon she dwells; that might have strew'd my bed,
With leaves, and reeds, and with the skins of beasts
Our neighbours; "and have borne at her big breasts
"My large coarse issue!" This had been a life
Free from vexation !

Enter BELLARIO,

Bel. Oh, wicked men !

An innocent may walk safe among beasts:
Nothing assaults me here. See, my griev'd lord
Looks as his soul were searching out the way
To leave his body. Pardon me, that must
Break thro' thy last command; for I must speak :
You, that are griev'd, can pity; hear, my lord.
Phi. Is there a creature yet so miserable,
That I can pity?

Bel. Oh, my noble lord,

View my strange fortune, and bestow on me,
According to your bounty (if my service
Can merit nothing) so much as may serve
To keep that little piece I hold of life
From cold and hunger.

Phi. Is it thou?"

Begone!"

Go, sell those misbeseeming clothes thou wear'st,
And feed thyself with them.

Bel. Alas! my lord, I can get nothing for them:

The silly country people think 'tis treason
To touch such gay things.

Phi. Now, by my life, this is

Unkindly done, to vex me with thy sight;
Thou'rt fall'n again to thy dissembling trade:
How shouldst thou think to côzen me again?
Remains there yet a plague untry'd for me?
Ev'n so thou wept'st, and look'd'st, and spok'st, when
first

I took thee up: curse on the time! If thy
Commanding tears can work on any other,
Use thy old art, I'll not betray it. Which
Way wilt thou take, that I may shun thee? for
Thine eyes are poison unto mine; and I

Am loth to grow in rage.

Bel. Any will serve.

This way, or that way?

But I will choose to have

That path in chace that leads unto my grave.

[Exeunt severally.

Enter DION and the Woodmen.

Dion. This is the strangest sudden chance! You, woodman!

1 Wood. My lord "Dion."

Dion. Saw you a lady come this way on a sable horse studded with stars of white?

2 Wood. Was she not young" and tall?"

Dion. Yes. Rode she to the wood, or to the plain ? 2 Wood. Faith, my lord, we saw none.

[Exeunt Woodmen.

Dion. Pox of your questions then!

Enter CLEREMONT.

What, is she found?

Cle. Nor will be, I think. There's already a thousand fatherless tales amongst us; some say, her horse run away with her; some, a wolf pursued her; others, it was a plot to kill her; and that armed men were seen in the wood: but, "questionless, she rode away willingly.

Enter KING and THRASILINE.

King. Where is she?

Cle. Sir, I cannot tell.

King. How is that?

Sir, speak you where she is.

Dion. Sir, I do not know.

King. You have betray'd me, you have let me lose The jewel of my life. Go, bring her me,

And set her here before me; 'tis the king
Alas! what are we kings?

Will have it so.

Why do you, gods, place us above the rest;
To be serv'd, flatter'd, and ador'd, till we
Believe we hold within our hands your thunder:
And when we come to try the pow'r we have,
There's not a leaf shakes at our threatenings.

I have sinn'd, 'tis true, and here stand to be punish'd;
Yet would not thus be punish'd.

Enter PHARAMOND and GALATEA.

King. What, is she found

Pha. No, we have ta'en her horse.

He gallop'd empty by; there is some treason:

You, Galatea, rode with her into the wood; why left

Gal. She did command me.

King. You're all cunning to obey us for our hurt; But I will have her.

Run all, disperse yourselves; the man that finds her, Or (if she be kill'd) the traitor; I'll make him great. Pha. Come, let us seek.

King. Each man a several way; here I myself.

Without the counsel of my troubled head;

I'll follow you boldly about these woods,

O'er mountains, thorough brambles, pits, and floods: Heaven, I hope, will ease me. I am sick.

Enter BELLARIO.

Bel. Yonder's my lady; heav'n knows, I want nothing,

Because I do not wish to live; yet I

Will try her charity. O hear, you that have plenty, And from that flowing store, drop some on dry ground: see,

The lively red is gone to guard her heart; [She faints.