608Hath
so bewitched my louely
Manuils sences,
609That he mi
sdoubts his
Em that loues his
soule.
610He doth
su
spe
ct corriuals in his loue:
611Which how vntrue it is, be iudge my God.
612But now no more: Here commeth
Ualingford:
613Shift him o
ff now, as thou ha
st done the other.
Enter Ualingford. 614Valingf See how Fortune pre
sents me with the hope I lookt for.
617Ualingf. I am
Ualingford thy loue and friend.
618Em. I cry you mercie Sir: I thought
so by your
speach.
619Ualingf. What ayleth thy eyes
? 620Em. Oh blinde Sir, blinde,
striken blind by mi
shap on a
sudden.
621Valingf. But is it po
ssible you
should be taken on
such a
suddain?
622Infortunate
Valingford to be thus cro
st in thy loue.
623Faire
Em, I am not a little
sorie to
see this thy hard hap:
624Yet neuerthele
sse, I am acquainted with a learned Phi
sitian,
625That will do any thing for thee at my reque
st.
626To him will I re
sort, and enquire his iudgement,
627As concerning the recouerie of
so excellent a
sence.
628Em. O Lord Sir: and of all things I cannot abide Phi
sicke:
629The verie name thereof to me is odious.
630Valingford. No
? not the thing will doe thee
so much good?
631Sweete
Em, hether I came to parley of loue
632Hoping to haue found thee in thy woonted pro
speritie.
633And haue the gods
so vnmercifully thwarted my expe
ctation?
634By dealing
so
sini
sterly with thee
sweete
Em?
635Em. Good
sir, no more, it
fits not me
636To haue re
spe
ct to
such vaine fanta
sies,
637As idle loue pre
sentes my eares withall,
638More rea
son I
should gho
stlie giue my
selfe,
639To
sacred prayers for this my former
sinne,
640For which this plague is iu
stly fallen vpon me,
641Then to harken to the vanities of loue.
642Valingford. Yet
sweet
Em accept this iewell at my hand
643Which I be
stowe on thee in token of my loue.
Em.