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I must attempt this wall. O, a lucky door,
And open![Exit

Enters again

Where am I now? A garden, and
A handsome house!
If't be thy will, a porch to't, and I'm made;
'Twill be the better lodging of the two.[Goes to the porch50

Enter Phemilia

Phemilia. O, welcome, welcome, sir!
My lady hath been in such frights for you.

Orsabrin. Hum! for me!

Phemilia. And thought you would not come to-night.

Orsabrin. Troth, I might very well have fail'd her.[Aside55

Phemilia. She's in the gallery, alone i' th' dark.

Orsabrin. Good, very good.

Phemilia. And is so melancholy.

Orsabrin. Hum!

Phemilia. Have you shut the garden doors?
Come, I'll bring you to her; enter, enter.60

Orsabrin. Yes, I will enter:
He who has lost himself, makes no great venter.[Exeunt

 

ACT II
Scene I
Enter Sabrina, Orsabrin

Sabrina. Oh, welcome!
Welcome, as open air to prisoners;
I have had such fears for you.

Orsabrin. She's warm, and soft as lovers' language:
She spoke, too, prettily. Now have I forgot5
All the danger I was in.[Aside

Sabrina. What have you done to-day, my better part?

Orsabrin. Kind little rogue!
I could say the finest things to her, methinks;
But then she would discover me:10
The best way will be to fall to quietly.[Aside. Kisses her

Sabrina. How now, my Samorat!
What saucy heat hath stol'n into thy blood,