TATT. Hah! good again, faith.

VAL. I would have music. Sing me the song that I like.


SONG

Set by MR FINGER.

I tell thee, Charmion, could I time retrieve,
And could again begin to love and live,
To you I should my earliest off'ring give;
I know my eyes would lead my heart to you,
And I should all my vows and oaths renew,
But to be plain, I never would be true.

II.

For by our weak and weary truth, I find,
Love hates to centre in a point assign'd?
But runs with joy the circle of the mind.
Then never let us chain what should be free,
But for relief of either sex agree,
Since women love to change, and so do we.


No more, for I am melancholy. [Walks musing.]

JERE. I'll do't, sir. [To SCANDAL.]