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Then down the lawns I ran with headlong haste,
Through paths and turnings often trod by day,
Till guided by mine ear I found the place,
Where that damnd wizzard, hid in sly disguise,
(For so by certain signs I knew) had met
Already, ere my best speed coựld prevent,
The aidless innocent lady his wish'd prey;
Who gently ask'd if he had seen such two,
Supposing him some neighbour villager.
Longer I durst not stay, but soon I guess'd
Ye were the two she meant; with that I sprung
Into swift flight, till I had found you here,
But further know I not.

Sec. Br. :: O night and shades,
How are ye join'd with hell in triple knot,
Against th' unarm'd weakness of one virgin,
Alone, and helpless! Is this the confidence
You gave me, brother?

El. Br. . Yes, and keep it still, Lean on it safely; not a period Shall be unsaid for me: against the threats Of malice or of sorcery, or that power Which erring men call Chance, this I hold firm, Virtue may be assaild, but never hurt, Surpris’d by unjust force, but not enthralld; Yea, even that, which mischief meant most harm,

Shall in the happy trial prove most glory:
But evil on itself shall back recoil,
And mix no more with goodness, when at last
Gather'd like scum, and settled to itself,
It shall be in éternal restless change
Self-fed, and self-consumed: if this fail,
The pillard firmament is rottenness,
And earth's base built on stubble. But come, let's

on. .
Against th' opposing will and arm of heaven
May never this just sword be lifted up;
But for that damn'd magician, let him be girt
With all the griesly legions that troop
Under the sooty flag of Acheron,
Harpies and Hydras, or all the monstrous forms
'Twixt Africa and Inde, I'll find him out,
And force him to return his purchase back,
Or drag him by the curls to a foul death,
Curs'd as his life.

Spir. Alas! good vent'rous youth, I love thy courage yet, and bold emprise ; But here thy sword can do thee little stead; Far other arms, and other weapons must Be those, that quell the might of hellish charms: He with his bare wand can unthread thy joints, And crumble all thy sinews. El. Br.

Why, pr’ythee, shepherd,

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Come lut keep thy weted statel
Mithe ven stóp and musing gait
And looks commercing with the skies
Thy rapl soul sitting in thine eyes

Pubd (dn 1794 by Edw d Harding 98 Pall Mall.

How durst thou then thyself approach so near,
As to make this relation ?

Care, and utmost shifts
How' to secure the lady from surprisal,
Brought to my mind a certain shepherd lad,
Of small regard to see to, yet well skill'd
In every virtuous plant and healing herb,
That spreads her verdant leaf to th' morning ray:
He lov'd me well, and oft would beg me sing,
Which when I did, he on the tender grass
Would sit and hearken ev'n to ecstasy, ..
And in requital ope his leathern scrip,
And show me simples of a thousand names,
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties :
Amongst the rest a small unsightly root,
But of divine effect, he culld me out;
The leaf was darkish, and had priekles on it,
But in another country, as he said,
Bore a bright golden flow'r, but not in this soil:
Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain
Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon:
And yet more med'cinal is it than that Moly,
That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave;
He call'd it Hæmony, and gave it me,
And bade me keep it as of sov’reign use
'Gainst all enchantments, mildew blast, or damp,
Or ghastly furies' apparition.

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