14801427Abate thy houres, shine comforts, from the east;

14811428That I may backe to Athens, by day light,

14821429From these that my poore company detest:

14831430And sleepe, that sometimes shuts vp sorrowes eye,

14841431Steale mee a while from mine owne companie. Sleepe.

14851432Rob. Yet but three? Come one more.

14861433Two of both kindes makes vp fower.

14871434Heare shee comes, curst and sadde.

14881435Cupid is a knauish ladde,

14901436Thus to make poore females madde.

14911437Her. Neuer so weary, neuer so in woe,

14921438Bedabbled with the deaw, and torne with briers:

14931439I can no further crawle, no further goe:

14941440My legges can keepe no pase with my desires.

14951441Here will I rest mee, till the breake of day:

14961442Heauens shielde Lysander, if they meane a fray.

14971443Rob. On the ground, sleepe sound:

14981444Ile apply your eye, gentle louer, remedy.

14991445When thou wak'st, thou tak'st

15001446True delight, in the sight, of thy former ladies eye:

15011447And the country prouerbe knowne,

15021448That euery man should take his owne,

15031449In your waking shall be showen.

15041450Iacke shall haue Iill: nought shall goe ill:

15051451The man shall haue his mare again, & all shall be well.

15111454Tita. Come sit thee downe vpon this flowry bed,

15121455While I thy amiable cheekes doe coy,

15131456And stick musk roses in thy sleeke smooth head,

15141457And kisse thy faire large eares, my gentle ioy.

15151458Clown. Where's Pease-blossome?

15161459Pea. Ready.

15171460Clow. Scratch my heade, Pease-blossome. Wher's Moun-

15181461sieur Cobweb? Cob. Ready.