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THE SEVENTH BOOKE of Astrea and Celadon.
AStrea, to interrupt the sad thoughts of Diane, But faire shepheardesse, said hee, who was that miserable wretch that was cause of so great misfortune? Alas, said Diane, why would you I should tell you? He was an enemy that came not into the world, but to be the cause of my euerla∣sting teares. But yet, answered Astrea, was it neuer knowne what he was? They said, replyed she some time after, that he came out of certaine bar∣barous countries beyond the Straits, I know not whether I can name the right, which they call the pillars of Hercules: and the cause that brought him so farre for my mischiefe, was, that he became amorous of a Lady in those countries, who commanded him to seeke throughout Eu∣rope, to know whether there were any other as faire as she; and if he met with any Louer that would maintaine the beauty of his Mistrisse, hee was bound to fight with him, and to send her his head, with the picture and name of the Lady. Alas! I would it had pleased the heauens that I had not bene so ready to flie when he pursued me to kill me that by my death I might haue preuented that of poore Filander. At these wordes shee set her selfe on weeping with such abundance of teares, that Phillis, to diuert her, changed the discourse, and rising vp first, We haue (said she) fate long enough, me thinks it were good to walke awhile.
At this word they all three rose, and went toward that part of their Hamlet, for it was well neere dinner time. But Leonide, who was, as I told you, harkening, lost not one word of these shepheardesses; and the more she heard of their newes, the more she desired to heare. But when shee saw them goe away without speaking a word of Celadon, shee was much troubled; yet in hope she might (staying that day with them) dis∣couer