_Theoph._ 'Tis a tempting fruit, And the most bright-cheek'd child I ever view'd; Sweet smelling, goodly fruit. What flowers are these? In Dioclesian's gardens, the most beauteous, Compared with these, are weeds: is it not February, The second day she died? frost, ice, and snow, Hang on the beard of winter: where's the sun That gilds this summer? pretty, sweet boy, say, In what country shall a man find this garden?-- My delicate boy,--gone! vanish'd! within there, Julianus! Geta!-- _Enter_ JULIANUS _and_ GETA. _Both._ My lord. _Theoph._ Are my gates shut? _Geta._ And guarded. _Theoph._ Saw you not A boy? _Jul._ Where? _Theoph._ Here he enter'd; a young lad; A thousand blessings danced upon his eyes: A smoothfaced, glorious thing, that brought this basket. _Geta._ No, sir! _Theoph._ Away--but be in reach, if my voice calls you. [_Exeunt_ JUL. _and_ GETA. No!--vanish'd, and not seen!--Be thou a spirit, Sent from that witch to mock me, I am sure This is essential, and, howe'er it grows, Will taste it. [_Eats of the fruit._ _Harp._ [_within._] Ha, ha, ha, ha! _Theoph._ So good I'll have some more, sure. _Harp._ Ha, ha, ha, ha! great liquorish fool! _Theoph._ What art thou? _Harp._ A fisherman. _Theoph._ What dost thou catch? _Harp._ Souls, souls; a fish call'd souls. _Theoph._ Geta! _Re-enter_ GETA. _Geta._ My lord. _Harp._ [_within._] Ha, ha, ha, ha! _Theoph._ What insolent slave is this, dares laugh at me? Or what is 't the dog grins at so? _Geta._ I neither know, my lord, at what, nor whom; for there is none without, but my fellow Julianus, and he is making a garland for Jupiter. _Theoph._ Jupiter! all within me is not well; And yet not sick. _Harp._ [_within._] Ha, ha, ha, ha! _Theoph._ What's thy name, slave? _Harp._ [_at one end of the room._] Go look. _Geta._ 'Tis Harpax' voice. _Theoph._ Harpax! go, drag the caitiff to my foot, That I may stamp upon him. _Harp._ [_at the other end._] Fool, thou liest! _Geta._ He's yonder, now, my lord. _Theoph._ Watch thou that end, Whilst I make good this. _Harp._ [_in the middle._] Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!