s my breast,
And my heart is cleft and hardened.

CHRYSANTHUS.
Thus to lose your wits, ye two,
What can have so strangely happened?

ESCARPIN.
Being poets and musicians,
Quite accounts, sir, for their absence.

NISIDA.
Heavens! beneath the noontide sun
To be left in total darkness!

CYNTHIA.
In an instant, O ye heavens!
O'er your vault can thick clouds gather?

NISIDA.
'Neath the contact of my feet
Earth doth tremble, and I stagger.

CYNTHIA.
Mountains upon mountains seem
On my shoulders to be balanced.

ESCARPIN.
So it always is with those
Who make verses, or who chant them.

CHRYSANTHUS.
Of the one God whom I worship
These are miracles, are marvels.

(Enter Daria.)

DARIA.
Here, Chrysanthus, I have come . . .

NISIDA.
Stay, Daria.

CYNTHIA.
Stay, 't is rashness
Here to come, for, full of wonders,
Full of terrors is this garden.

ESCARPIN.
Do not enter: awful omens
Threat'ning death await thy advent.

NISIDA.
By my miseries admonished . . . .

CYNTHIA.
By my strange misfortune startled . . .

NISIDA.
Flying from myself, I leave
This green sphere, dismayed, distracted.

CYNTHIA.
Without soul or life I fly,
Overwhelmed by this enchantment.

NISIDA.
Oh! how dreadful!

CYNTHIA.
Oh! how awful!

NISIDA.
Oh! the horror!

CYNTHIA.
Oh! the anguish! [Exeunt Cynthia and Nisida.]

ESCARPIN.
Mad with jealousy and rage
Have the tuneful twain departed.

DARIA (aside).
Chastisements for due offences
Do not fright me, do not startle,
For if they through arrogance
And ambition sought this garden,
Me the worship of the gods
Here has led, and so I 'm guarded
'Gainst all sorceries whatsoever,
'Gainst all forms of Christian magic:--
Art thou then Chrysanthus?

CHRYSANTHUS.
Yes.

DARIA.
Not confused or troubled, rather
With a certain fear I see thee,
For which I have grounds most ample.

CHRYSANTHUS.
Why?

DARIA.
Because I thought thou wert
One who in a darksome cavern
Died to show thy love for me.

CHRYSANTHUS.
I have yet been not so happy
As to have a chance, Daria,
Of thus proving my attachment.

DARIA.
Be that so, I 've come to seek thee,
Confident, completely sanguine,
That I have the power to conquer,
I alone, thy pains, thy anguish;
Though against me thou shouldst use
The Christian armoury--enchantments.

CHRYSANTHUS.
That thou hast alone the power
To subdue the pai