There  be  fome  women,  Silvius,  had  they  mark'd

him
In  parcels  as  I  did,  would  have  gone  near
To  fall  in  love  with  him  :  but,  for  my  part,
I  love  him  not,  nor  hate  him  not ;  and  yet
I  iiavemore  caufe  to  hate  him  than  to  love  him  :
For  wliat  had  he  to  do  to  chide  at  me  }
He  faid,  mine  eyes  were  black,  and  my  hair  blacky
And,  now  I  am  remembred,  fcornM  at  me :
I  marvel,  why  I  anfwer'd  not  again  :
But  that's  all  one ;  omittance  is  no  quittance.
I'll  write  to  him  a  very  taunting  letter.
And  thou  (halt  bear  it ;  Wilt  thou,  Silviu5  ?

Sii.  Phcbc,  with  all  my  heart.
Pbt.  I'll  write  it  ftraight ;
The  matter  *s  in  my  head,  and  in  my  heart :
I  will  be  bluer  with  him,  and  paifing  Ihort :
Go  with  me,  Silvias.  [^Ex^ipit.
ACT


IV.
SCENE        I.
nt  Forift.
Tfter   R^mlmdy  CtUaf  andja^ues,

7-f.  T  IVyihee,  pretty  yootli,  let  me  be  better
1    JKqxnimcd  witli  thee.
If  \  Tt^  fjy,  you  are  a  melancholy  fellow.
'^-♦.  1  am  fo;  I  doloi«B  it  better  than  laughing.
f  *  Thofc,  that  arc  in  extremity  of  either,  are
9  -  rloible  fellows  ;  and  betray  themfclves  to
'-?'.  n«nfero  cenfore,  worfe  than dnmkards.
.'-*,  WViy,  'tis  good  tto  be  fad  and  fay  nothing.
