COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA 373 �With what had pass'd some twenty Years before, �Knit in a weak and disproportion'd Chain, �Which cannot hold to lead us to the Future. 70 �Whate'er I've said, I wish this had no meaning, [Aside. �And that some other Place cou'd give us shelter. �Herm. We'll walk a while Great Aristomenes, now cou'd I meet thee! But that's a Blessing which I must not know, [Aside. �'Till where thine is, my Spirit too shall go. Oh ! that my Grief wou'd force it to retire, And Tears for him quench this new-kindl'd Fire! �[They go off the Stage. �Enter at the other Door Climander. dim. Either my Eyes, indulgent to my Love, Deceive my Hopes; or now, within their reach 80 �That unknown Beauty moves, which lately charm'd them. 'Tis she! and with the speed that suits my Passion, I will o'ertake, and farther urge it to her. [Exit. �Re-enter Herminia. �Herm. She fears my Fate and fain wou'd have me go, Before th' assembling Shepherds are arriv'd; And having met one that can give her tydings, Is busy to enquire about their coming. Untimely Caution! �'Tis too late to move, When once o'ertaken by the wings of Love. �Enter Climander behind her. �dim. From those fair Lips no sooner fell that word, But all the neighb'ring Ecchoes caught the Sound, 91 �And sent it doubl'd to Climander 1 s Bosom: The am'rous Streams have borne it down their Banks, And the glad Plains breathe nothing, since, but Love. Oh ! speak it once again, and the fond Vine ��� �
