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Actus Tertius. Scen: Secunda.
Aminta, Daphne, Nerina.
PIttilesse (Daphne) was that Pitty of thine,
When thou held'st backe the dart; because my death
Will but more painefull be, the more delay'de:
And now, why doest thou stay me trifling thus,
And hold me' in vaine with these thy long discourses?
If thou beest fearefull of my death, thou fear'st
My happinesse.
Daph.
Leaue leaue Aminta
This thy vniust despaire: I know her well;
And 'twas her bashfulnesse, not cruelty,
That made her runne away so fast from thee.
Am:
Ah that my onely friend must be Dispaire,
Seeing that onely Hope hath bredd my ruyne:
And yet it would be breeding in my brest
Againe, and bid me liue; when, what can bee
A greater ill to so great misery,
Then still to liue, but to be still vnhappy?
Da:
Why liue yet, liue with thy vnhappines;
And beare it for thy greater happines
When the time comes; think what thou lately saw'st
In the faire naked one, and let that serue thee
For a reward sufficient for thy hope,
And make thee in loue with life.
Am:
'Twas not enough
For loue, and fortune, that I was before,