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Well met fair Nymph, or Goddess if you be: 'Tis strange me thinks, that one of your degree Should walk these solitary groves alone. My habit tells you that, a Forester: That having lost a herd of skittish Dear, Was of good hope, I should a found them here. Nay stay: and further of your Fortune's tell: I am not one that means you any harm. Shepherd not I, what meanest to seek him here? It is indeed, and as it seems, distressed, Whose grief to know, I humbly made request: But she as yet will not reveal the same. Nay fear not to discover what you are: It may be we may remedy your care. Now trust me virgin, they were much unkind, To seek to match you so against your mind. Why go with me, my Lodge is not far off, Where you shall have such hospitality As shall be for your health and safety. I'll bring her to a bower beset with green. Her diet shall be Venison at my board. And nothing else? These walks are mine, amongst the shady trees. The Nightingale is my continual clock. A Hunt's up, I can tune her with my hounds. Within these woods are many pleasant springs. I marvel that a rustic shepherd dare With woodmen then audaciously compare? Why, hunting is a pleasure for a King, And Gods themselves sometime frequent the thing. Diana with her bow and arrows keen, Did often use the Chase, in Forests green. And so alas, the good Athenian knight, And swift Acteon herein took delight: And Atalanta the Arcadian dame, Conceived such wondrous pleasure in the game: That with her train of Nymphs attending on, She came to hunt the Boar of Calydon. But we take choice of many a pleasant walk And mark the Dear how they begin to stalk. When each according to his age and time, Pricks up his head, and bears a Princely mind: The lusty Stag conductor of the train, Leads all the herd in order down the plain: The baser rascals scatter here and there, As not presuming to approach so near. Shall I be thus outfaced by a swain? I'll have a guard to wait upon her train, Of gallant woodmen, clad in comely green: The Like whereof, hath seldom yet be seen. Thinks Gemulo to bear the bell away? By singing of a simple Roundelay? No, I have fellows, whose melodious throats Shall even as far exceed those homely notes As does the Nightingale in music pass, The most melodious bird that ever was. And for and instance, here they are at hand, When they have done, let our deserts be scanned. I am agreed, and for the love I bear I'll boast, I have a Tenant is so fair. The ̄ for a sign that no man here hath wrong From hence lets all conduct her with a song. Is it a bargain Gemulo, or not? Nor I break mine, and here her cottage is: I'll call her forth. Never shall we betwixt our selves conclude Our controversy, for we over ween. So 'twas I thought, because she tends thy sheep Thou thinkest in love of thee she takes keep: That is as townish damsels send the hand, But send the heart to him a lose does stand. So deals Eurymine with Siluto. That shall we quickly try. Eurymine. How should I call her Swain, but by her name? Agreed: but whither shall begin his note. Content, the longest shall begin. Sing loud, for she is far within. Repeat our bargain, ere we sing our Song, Least after wrangling, should our mistress wrong. If me she choose, thou must be well content: If thee she choose, I give the Like consent. As from the Oaken leaves the honey glides, Where Nightingales record upon the thorn. So all my senses cheer. And she my Dear. Eurymine. Come forth. The Woodmans Love. What? hath my Mistress God another man? This youth hath power to win Eurymine. This stranger will bewitch her with his eyes. It is Ganymede. My heart is cold as Lead. It is thy scuse, thou art not of her kin, But as my Ryuall, com' e my Love to win. And I. Have you found her? Even now. But where Eurymine, have we lost her sighed? Your Godhead shall command us all to stay.
Plot summary
Plot — The Maid's Metamorphosis
Considering Eurymine too low-born to be a suitable match for his son Ascanio, Duke Telemachus orders two of his gentlemen to escort her from the court and murder her. In the event, however, Phylander persuades his colleague that they have no obligation to follow unlawful orders. They plan to present the Duke with an animal’s heart, claiming it to be hers, and Eurymine agrees to live away from the court in country exile. She meets a forester and a shepherd, each of whom wants her to live with him; when they become competitive, she agrees to accept a cottage from the forester and a flock of sheep from the shepherd. Ascanio goes into the woods looking for Eurymine. Juno finds him asleep and, eager to prove her superiority to Venus, arranges for him to dream of where to find his love. Meanwhile, Eurymine meets Apollo, who is also attracted to her. To save herself from rape, she claims to disbelieve his claims of godhead, and asks him to prove himself by working a miracle: specifically, she asks him to change her sex. He does, but with an associated curse: as a man, she will fall hopelessly in love with another man, and long to be a woman again. Ascanio learns from an echo that Eurymine is nearby but inaccessible, and the hermit Aramanthus, who is also a dispossessed prince, explains her metamorphosis. This disappoints not only Ascanio but also her country admirers, and Aramanthus recommends that she should ask the Graces to intercede with Apollo on her behalf. Apollo eventually agrees and restores her original gender. Telemachus has a change of heart and sends Phylander to bring Eurymine back from the forest. Apollo reveals that she is in fact Aramanthus’ long-lost daughter, and so of royal blood: her status is after all no obstacle to her marriage with Ascanio.