_Per_. O be as thou wert once, I'll love thee still.

_Ama_. I am, as still I was, and all my kind,
Though other shows we have poor men to blind.

_Per_. Then here I end all Love, and lest my vain
Belief should ever draw me in again,
Before thy face that hast my Youth misled,
I end my life, my blood be on thy head.

_Ama._ O hold thy hands, thy _Amoret_ doth cry.

_Per._ Thou counsel'st well, first _Amoret_ shall dye,
That is the cause of my eternal smart. [_He runs after her._

_Ama._ O hold.

_Per._ This steel shall pierce thy lustful heart.

[_The Sullen Shepherd steps out and uncharms her._

_Sull._ Up and down every where,
I strew the herbs to purge the air:
Let your Odour drive hence
All mists that dazel sence.
Herbs and Springs whose hidden might
Alters Shapes, and mocks the sight,
Thus I charge you to undo
All before I brought ye to:
Let her flye, let her 'scape,