CARINUS

But they are more then signs, that I can show. Content Amintas, and do thou begin. Even so that hew prognosticates her wrath, Which brings to thee, the stormy winds of sighs. So does the silly sheep forg to to feed, When it perceives the greedy Wolf at hand. She may love what is thine, but yet hate thee. That shows that she would gladly quench in thee The fire of love, or else Like love does bear, As did the Delian Goddess, when she cast Disdainful water on Actaeons face. The Like is felt when nature's enemy, The hateful fever, does surprise our powers. Poor withered favours, they might teach thee know, That she esteems thee, and thy love as light As those dead flowers, she wore but for a show, The day before, and cast a way at night. Now silly man, dost thou imagine me So found to blab the favours of my love? A pact to make thee tell thy secrecy. And fitly art thou served, that so wilt vaunt The imagined favours, of a gentle Nymph; And this is that which makes us feel that dearth Of grace, to-have kindness at so High a rate. This makes them wary how they do bestow The least regard of common courtesy, When such as you Po e, oredulous, devout, And humble souls, make all things miracles Your faith conceives, and vainly do convert All shadows to the figure of your Hope's. Why man, thou hast no way deserved her love. But you know how I saved her from the hands Of that rude Satire, who had else undone Her honour utterly; and therefore ought My love of endue reign Sovereign in her thought. Plead thou thy faith, while I will get thy love, For you kind souls do seldom graceful prove. What mean you Amarillis in this sort By taking up my dog to mar my sport? Fie Amarillis, you that know my mind Should not me thinks this ever trouble me. Amyntas have her love? that were most strange When he hath got that, you shall have mine. Mirtillus, I am sorry hear so much: Although Amyntas be competitor In empire of her heart, wherein my life Hath chiefest claim, I do not wish his death: But by what chance, Mirtillus pray thee tell? Indeed Urania hath be known have done Most desperate cures, and peradventure may Restore him yet, & I do wish she may. And it's ill hap for me it was seen now. Alas this sad report does grieve me much, And I did never think, that Cloris had So dearly loved him as I find she does, For by this act of hers I plainly see, There will be never any hope for me. I know she is, and she shall have my love, Though Colax had persuaded me before Never t'accept or to believe the love Of any Nymph, and oft to me hath sworn How he had tried them all, and that none were As men, beguiled by shows, supposed they were: But now I do perceive his treachery, And that they have both love and constancy. Now found Amyntas, how camest thou possessed With such a vain presumption, as thou art, To think that Cloris should affect thee best, When all Arcadia knows I have her heart? What are those signs by which you come to cast, And calculate the fortune of your Hope's? 'Tis true I know you have too much bewrayed And more then fitts the honour of a maid. Now what ado is here with idle talk? And to no purpose, for you know I have Ingagd long since my heart, my love and all To Cloris, who must have the same and shall.