Poems with the Muses looking-glasse: and Amyntas· By Thomas Randolph Master of Arts, and late fellow of Trinity Colledge in Cambridge.

SCEN 1.

• Pilumnus
• Vrania.

Vra.

FAther perswade me not! The power of heaven Can never force me from Amyntas love; 'Tis rooted here so deepe within my heart That he which pulls it out, pulls out at once, That and my soule together.

Pil.

Fond Vrania, Can ignorant love make thee affect the seede, The hatefull seede of cursed Lalage? Did I for this beget thee?

Vra.

Father, you know

Divinitie is powerfull, Cupids will Must not be question'd: When love meanes to sport (I'have heard your selfe relate it) he can make The Wolfe and Lambe kisse friendly; force the Lyon T'forget his Majestie, and in amorous dalliance Sport with the frisking Kid. When Venus rides, Shee'le linke the ravenous Kite, and milder Swan To the same chariot, and will yoak together The necks of Doves and Eagles; when as shee Commands, all things loose their Antipathie, Even contrarieties: can I alone Resist her will? I cannot, my Amynt as Shall witnesse that!

Pil.

I blame thee not so much For loving him, while yet he was Amynt as. But being mad and having lost himselfe, Why shouldst not thou loose thy affection too▪

Vra.

I love him now the rather; he hath lost Himselfe for me, and should he loose me too? It were a sinne he should!

Pil.

What canst thou love In his distemper'd wildnesse?

Vra.

Only that, His wildnesse; 'tis the comfort I have left To make my teares keepe time to his distractions; To think as wildl•…•… as he talks; to marry Our griefs together, since our selves we cannot. The Oracle doth aske so strange a Dowry, That now his company is the only blisse My love can aime at: but I stay too long

I'le in to comfort him.

Pil.

Doe not Vrania.

Vra.

Doe not? I must and will; Nature commands me no, But Love more powerfull sayes it shall be so.

Exit.

Pil.

The Gods did well to make their Destinies Of woemen, that their wills might stand for law Fixt and unchang'd; who's this? Corymbus? he.