_Mir._ Forgive me, truth! for thus disguising thee. If I can make him think, I do not love The stranger much, he'll let me see him oftener. [_Exit_ MIR. _Prosp._ Stay, stay!----I had forgot to ask her, What she has said of young Hippolito.-- Oh, here he comes! and, with him, my Dorinda: I'll not be seen; let their loves grow in secret. [_Exit._ SCENE II. _Enter_ HIPPOLITO _and_ DORINDA. _Hip._ But why are you so sad? _Dor._ But why are you so joyful? _Hip._ I have within me All, all the various music of the woods. Since last I saw you, I have heard brave news! I will tell you, and make you joyful for me. _Dor._ Sir, when I saw you first, I, through my eyes, Drew something in, I know not what it is; But still it entertains me with such thoughts, As make me doubtful whether joy becomes me. _Hip._ Pray believe me, As I'm a man, I'll tell you blessed news: I've heard, there are more women in the world, As fair as you are too. _Dor._ Is this your news? You see it moves not me. _Hip._ And I will have them all. _Dor._ What will become of me then? _Hip._ I'll have you too.-- But are not you acquainted with these women? _Dor._ I never saw but one. _Hip._ Is there but one here?-- This is a base poor world, I'll go to the other; I've heard men have abundance of them there.-- But, pray, where's that one woman? _Dor._ Who, my sister? _Hip._ Is she your sister? I'm glad of that. You shall Help me to her, and I will love you for it. [_Offers to take her hand._ _Dor._ Away! I will not have you touch my hand.-- My father's counsel, which enjoined reservedness, Was not in vain, I see. [_Aside._ _Hip._ What makes you shun me? _Dor._ You need not care, you'll have my sister's hand. _Hip._ Why, must not he, who touches hers, touch yours? _Dor._ You mean to love her too? _Hip._ Do not you love her? Then why should I not do so? _Dor._ She's my sister; And, therefore, I must love her: But you cannot Love both of us. _Hip._ I warrant you I can:-- Oh, that you had more sisters! _Dor._ You may love her, But then I'll not love you. _Hip._ O, but you must; One is enough for you, but not for me. _Dor._ My sister told me, she had seen another; A man like you, and she liked only him: Therefore, if one must be enough for her, He is that one, and then you cannot have her. _Hip._ If she like him, she may like both of us. _Dor._ But how if I should change, and like that man: Would you be willing to permit that change? _Hip._ No, for you liked me first. _Dor._ So you did me. _Hip._ But I would never have you see that man; I cannot bear it. _Dor._ I'll see neither of you.