_2nd Speaker._ And I the red, 370 Love’s passionate colour; and the love in these Is mixed with heavenly to a royal purple. _3rd._ And I the white: whose praise I will not tell, Lest it should blush. _4th._ And I have mixed together The red and white. _5th._ And I the red and blue. _6th._ And I the blue and white. _Deid._ Well, but the matter. What happened next, tell me? _Ch._ (_1st._) Still at this game, Like to a hungry herd that stops and feeds, Snatching what tempts it on, we made advance To the entrance of the combe; and then one cried, Look up! Look there! And from the open brow, Whence we looked down upon the sea, we saw 382 A great war-ship in the harbour: and one said, She comes from Athens; and another, nay, Her build is Rhodian: when as there we gazed, Counting her ports, and wondering of her name,— We heard men’s voices and beheld the king Mounting the hill-side, with a stranger clad In short Greek robes. Then ran we back to thee, Ere we were seen, in haste; that we may hide, 390 And not be called within to attend the guests. _Deid._ So did ye well, whoe’er it be, and best If ’tis the prince of Melos, as I fear: Who late my father said would come to woo me: But he must find me first. [_Going._ _Ach._ I’ll be thine eyes And take his measure. Let me lurk behind, I’ll learn his height, the colour of his beard, And bring thee word. _Deid._ I pray, no beards for me. Those that love beards remain. The rest with me. Follow me, follow: I lead the race. [_Exit._ _Ch._ Follow, we follow. We give thee chase— Follow me, follow— 402 —We come, we come. [_Exeunt Chor._