10911042O, once tell true: tell true, euen for my sake:

10921043Durst thou haue lookt vpon him, being awake?

10931044And hast thou kild him, sleeping? O braue tutch!

10941045Could not a worme, an Adder do so much?

10951046An Adder did it: For with doubler tongue

10961047Then thyne (thou serpent) neuer Adder stung.

10971048Deme. You spende your passion, on a mispris'd mood:

10981049I am not guilty of Lysanders bloode:

10991050Nor is he deade, for ought that I can tell.

11001051Her. I pray thee, tell mee then, that he is well.

11011052De. And if I could, what should I get therefore?

11021053Her. A priuiledge, neuer to see mee more:

11031054And from thy hated presence part I: see me no more;

11041055Whether he be dead or no. Exit.

11051056Deme. There is no following her in this fierce vaine.

11061057Heere therefore, for a while, I will remaine.

11071058So sorrowes heauinesse doth heauier growe.

11081059For debt that bankrout slippe doth sorrow owe:

11091060Which now in some slight measure it will pay;

11101061If for his tender here I make some stay. Ly doune.

11111062Ob. What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite,

11121063And laid the loue iuice on some true loues sight.

11131064Of thy misprision, must perforce ensue

11141065Some true loue turnd, and not a false turnd true.

11151066Robi. Then fate orerules, that one man holding troth,

11161067A million faile, confounding oath on oath.

11171068Ob. About the wood, goe swifter then the winde,

11181069And Helena of Athens looke thou finde.

11191070All fancy sicke she is and pale of cheere,

11201071With sighes of loue, that costs the fresh blood deare.

11211072By some illusion see thou bring her here:

11221073Ile charme his eyes, against she doe appeare.

11231074Robin. I goe, I goe, looke how I goe.

11241075Swifter then arrow, from the Tartars bowe.

11251076Ob. Flower of this purple dy,