us, Doctor; 'tis _Flores_ treacherie
That thus hath wrought my sonnes distemperature.

_Exit [Alph_.

_Hard_. _Flores_, the Jeweller?

_Doct_. I, he, dat fine precious stone knave: by garr,
I tinke I shall hit upon hir skirt till be thred bare new.

_Exit [Doct with Hard_.

[SCENE 3.]

_Musicke playing within. Enter a Peasant_.

_Pes_. 'Tis night, and good faith I am out of my way.
O harke; What brave musick is this under the green hill?

_Enter Fairies bringing in a banquet_.

O daintie, O rare, a banquet! would to Christ
I were one of their guests. Gods ad, a fine little
Dapper fellow has spyed me: What will he doo?
He comes to make me drinke: I thanke you, Sir.
Some of your victuals, I pray; Sir; nay now keepe
your meate, I have enough I; the cup, I faith.
_Exit_.

_Enter the spirit with banquetting stuffe, and missing
the pesant, lookes up and downe for him; the rest
wondering at him; to them enters the Enchanter_.

_Ench_. Where is my precious cup, you Antique flames?
Tis thou that hast convaide it from my bowre,
And I will binde thee in some hellish cave
Till thou recover it againe for me.
You that are bodyes made of lightest ayre,
To let a Peasant mounted on a Jade
Coozen your curtesies and run away
With such a Jewell, worthy are to endure
Eternall pennance in the lake of fier.

_Enter Lass. and Lucilia_.

_Lass_. Wilt thou not cease then to pursue me still?
Should I entreate thee to attend me thus,
Then thou wouldst pant and rest, then thy soft feete
Would be repining at these niggard stones:
Now I forbid thee, thou pursuest like winde,
Ne tedious space of time nor storme can tire thee.
But I will seeke out some high slipperie close[64]
Where every step shall reache the gate of death,
That feare may make thee cease to follow me.

_Luc_. There will I bodilesse be when you are there,
For love despiseth death and scorneth feare.

_Lass_. Ile wander, where some boysterous river parts
This solid continent, and swim from thee.

_Luc_. And there Ile follow though I drown for thee.

_Lass_. But I forbid thee.

_Luc_. I desire thee more.

_Lass_. Art thou so obstinate?

_Luc_. You taught me so.

_Lass_. I see thou lovest me not.

_Luc_. I know I doo.

_Lass_. Do all