2D SHEP. Ay, where is he! you went along with him; Where did you leave him? MIR. Walking in a garden, Where when I came to call him, he was gone. 2D SHEP. It seems he cares not for our company. MIR. Neither for yours nor any man's besides. 1ST SHEP. He is much alter'd since his love was lost; Methinks he's nothing like the man he was. MIR. Well then, beware, my friends, how you engage Yourselves in love: he is a fair example. And Hylas too--he's drooping for his mistress: Daphnis is mad, they say; if you've a mind To die or to run mad, then be in love. 2D SHEP. See where he comes, in what a fume he is! MIR. I do not like his fumes: pray let's away. [_Exeunt._ SCENA V. DAPHNIS. _To him_ DORINDA. DAPH. He will not now be found, the traitor. But, Where'er he be, nor heaven nor hell shall save him From my revenge. To take away the life Of that sweet innocent, without whose sight He knew I could not live, and to do this Under the name of friendship! O ye gods! What age can parallel so great a mischief? This is his magic glass, which had the virtue To make her mine, but sent her to the gods. Bless'd soul, I will revenge thy death, and then I'll follow thee myself. DOR. Daphnis, my, love, Whither so fast? DAPH. Now, love, deliver me; And must you come to trouble me? Begone! I cannot stay to hear thy tedious follies. DOR. Were all your vows then made but to abuse me? Are there not pains to punish perjur'd men? And will they not o'ertake you? DAPH. 'Las, poor fool! The gods do laugh at such slight perjuries As come from lovers. DOR. Yet it was no conquest To deceive one that would be credulous: A simple maid, that lov'd you! DAPH. Then I see There is no end of women's reasoning; Or else this might suffice thee--that I cannot, No, nor I will not love thee. DOR. Never? DAPH. Never. DOR. Go, cruel man, and if the god of love Will hear my prayers, thou in thy love shalt thrive, As I in mine: that, when thou art forlorn, Thou may'st remember her thou now dost scorn. [_Exeunt._ ACTUS V., SCENA 1. HYLAS.