577553And I shall haue no power to follow you.

578554Deme. Doe I entise you? Doe I speake you faire?

579555Or rather doe I not in plainest truthe,

580556Tell you I doe not, not I cannot loue you?

581557Hele. And euen, for that, do I loue you, the more:

582558I am your Spaniell: and, Demetrius,

583559The more you beat mee, I will fawne on you.

584560Vse me but as your Spaniell: spurne me, strike mee,

585561Neglect mee, loose me: onely giue me leaue

586562(Vnworthie as I am) to follow you.

587563What worser place can I begge, in your loue

588564(And yet, a place of high respect with mee)

589565Then to be vsed as you vse your dogge.

590566Deme. Tempt not, too much, the hatred of my spirit.

591567For I am sick, when I do looke on thee.

592568Hele. And I am sick, when I looke not on you.

593569Deme. You doe impeach your modestie too much,

594570To leaue the citie, and commit your selfe,

595571Into the hands of one that loues you not,

596572To trust the opportunitie of night,

597573And the ill counsell of a desert place,

598574With the rich worth of your virginitie.

599575Hel. Your vertue is my priuiledge: For that

600576It is not night, when I doe see your face.

601577Therefore, I thinke, I am not in the night,

602578Nor doth this wood lacke worlds of company.

603579For you, in my respect, are all the world.

604580Then, how can it be saide, I am alone,

605581When all the world is here, to looke on mee?

606582Deme. Ile runne from thee, and hide me in the brakes,

607583And leaue thee to the mercy of wilde beastes.

608584Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you.

609585Runne when you will: The story shall be chaung'd:

610586Apollo flies and Daphne holds the chase:

611587The Doue pursues the Griffon: the milde Hinde