Amar. Hail Shepherd, Pan bless both thy flock and thee,

      For being mindful of thy word to me.

      Sul. Welcom fair Shepherdess, thy loving swain

      Gives thee the self same wishes back again,

      Who till this present hour ne're knew that eye,

      Could make me cross mine arms, or daily dye

      With fresh consumings: boldly tell me then,

      How shall we part their faithful loves, and when?

      Shall I bely him to her, shall I swear

      His faith is false, and he loves every where?

      I'le say he mockt her th' other day to you,

      Which will by your confirming shew as true,

      For he is of so pure an honesty,

      To think (because he will not) none will lye:

      Or else to him I'le slander Amoret,

      And say, she but seems chaste; I'le swear she met

      Me 'mongst the shady Sycamores last night

      And loosely offred up her flame and spright