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  • Title: Galathea (Modern)
  • Editor: David Bevington

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    Author: John Lyly
    Editor: David Bevington
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    Galathea (Modern)

    [Enter] Galathea alone.
    How now, Galatea? Miserable Galatea, that, having put on the apparel of a boy, thou canst not also put on the mind. O fair Melebeus! Ay, too fair, and therefore, I fear, too proud. Had it not been better for thee to have been a sacrifice to Neptune then a slave to Cupid? To die for thy country than to live in thy fancy? To be a sacrifice than a lover? Oh, would, when I hunted his eye with my heart, 410he might have seen my heart with his eyes! Why did Nature to him, a boy, give a face so fair, or to me, a virgin, a fortune so hard? I will now use for the distaff the bow, and play at quoits abroad that was wont to sew in my sampler at home. It may be, Galatea. -- Foolish Galatea, what may be? Nothing. Let me follow him into the woods, and thou, sweet Venus, be my guide!