_Dul_. Where's my Lord?

_1 Lady_. Here take this light.

[_Enter Amintor_.

_Dul_. You'l find her in the dark.

_1 Lady_. Your Lady's scarce a bed yet, you must help her.

_Asp_. Go and be happy in your Ladies love;
May all the wrongs that you have done to me,
Be utterly forgotten in my death.
I'le trouble you no more, yet I will take
A parting kiss, and will not be denied.
You'l come my Lord, and see the Virgins weep
When I am laid in earth, though you your self
Can know no pity: thus I wind my self
Into this willow Garland, and am prouder
That I was once your Love (though now refus'd)
Than to have had another true to me.
So with my prayers I leave you, and must try
Some yet unpractis'd way to grieve and die.

_Dul_. Come Ladies, will you go?
_[Exit Aspatia_.

_Om_. Goodnight my Lord.