y griefs in love, so many pains.

Suspicions, thoughts, desires, opinions, prayers,
Mislikes, misdeeds, fond joys, and feigned peace,
Illusions, dreams, great pains, and small increase,
Vows, hopes, acceptance, scorns, and deep despairs,

Truce, war, and woe do wait at beauty's gate;
Time lost, laments, reports, and privy grudge,
And last, fierce love is but a partial judge,
Who yields for service shame, for friendship hate.

[Footnote 1: trace, walk.]

MONTANUS

All adder-like I stop mine ears, fond swain,
So charm no more, for I will never change.
Call home thy flocks in time that straggling range,
For lo, the sun declineth hence amain.

TERENTIUS

In amore haec omnia insunt vitia: induciae, inimicitiae,
bellum, pax rursum: incerta haec si tu postules ratione
certa fieri, nihilo plus agas, quam si des operam, ut cum
ratione insanias.

The shepherds having thus ended their eclogue, Aliena stepped with
Ganymede from behind the thicket; at whose sudden sight the shepherds
arose, and Aliena saluted them thus:

"Shepherds, all hail, for such we deem you by your flocks, and lovers,
good luck, for such you seem by your passions, our eyes being witness
of the one, and our ears of the other. Although not by love, yet by
fortune, I am a distressed gentlewoman, as sorrowful as you are
passionate, and as full of woes as you of perplexed thoughts.
Wandering this way in a forest unknown, only I and my page, wearied
with travel, would fain have some place of rest. May you appoint us
any place of quiet harbor, be it never so mean, I shall be thankful to
you, contented in myself, and grateful to whosoever shall be mine
host."

Corydon, hearing the gentlewoman speak so courteously, returned her
mildly and reverently this answer:

"Fair mistress, we return you as hearty a welcome as you gave us a
courteous salute. A shepherd I am, and this a lover, as watchful to
please his wench as to feed his sheep: full of fancies, and therefore,
say I, full of follies. Exhort him I may, but persuade him I cannot;
for love admits neither of counsel nor reason. But leaving him to his
passions, if you be distressed, I am sorrowful such a fair creature is
crossed with calamity; pray for you I may, but relieve you I cannot.
Marry, if you want lodging, if you vouch to shroud yourselves in a
shepherd's cottage, my house for this night shall be your harbor."

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