Ben Jonson - The Sad Shepherd. Act 3. Scene 4. lyrics

Karol, Lionel. Kar. What is it, Lionel, wherein I may serve you? Why do you survey, and circumscribe me? As if you stuck one Eye into my Breast, And with the other took my whole dimensions. Lio. I wish you had a Window i'your Bosom, Or i'your Back, I might look through you, And see your in-parts, Karol, Liver, Heart; For there the seat of love is:whence the Boy (The winged Archer) hath shot home a Shaft Into my Sisters Breast, the innocent Amie, Who now cries out, upon her Bed, on Karol, Sweet singing Karol! the delicious Karol! That kist her like a Cupid! In your Eyes, She says, his stand is! and between your Lips He runs forth his divisions, to her Ears, But will not bide there, 'less your self do bring him. Go with me Karol, and bestow a visit In charity, upon the afflicted maid, Who pineth with the languor of your Love. Mar. Whither intend you? Amie is recover'd, Feels no such grief as she complain'd of, lately: [To them Maund and Douce, but Maud appearing like Marian. This Maiden hath been with her from her Mother Maudlin, the cunning Woman, who hath sent her Herbs for her Head, and Simples of that nature, Have wrought upon her a miraculous Cure; Settled her Brain, to all our wish, and wonder! lio. So instantly? you know, I now but left her, Possess'd with such a fit, almost to a phrensie: Your self too fear'd her, Marian, and did urge My haste to seek out Karol, and to bring him. Mar. I did so. But the sk** of that wise Woman, And her great charity of doing good, Hath by the ready hand of this deft La** Her Daughter, wrought effects beyond belief, And to astonishment; we can but thank, And praise, and be amazed, while we tell it. [They go out. Lio. 'Tis strange, that any Art should so help Nature In her extremes. Kar. Then it appears most real When th'other is deficient. [ Enter Robinhood. Rob. Wherefore stay you Discoursing here, and haste not with your succours To poor afflicted Amie, that so needs them? Lio. She is recover'd well, your Marian told us But now here: See, she is return'd to affirm it! [Enter Maud, like Marian: Maud. espying Robin-hood would run out, but he stays her by the Girdle, and runs in with her: He returns with the Girdle broken, and she in her own shape. Rob. My Marian? Mar. Robin-hood? Is he here! Rob. Stay! What was't you ha' told my Friend? Mar. help, murder, help. You will not rob me, Out-law? thief, restore My Belt that ye have broken! Rob. Yes, come near. Maud. Not i'your gripe. Rob. Was this the charmed Circle? The Copy that so cozen'd, and deceiv'd us? I'll carry hence the Trophy of your spoils. My Men shall hunt you too upon the start, And course you soundly. Maud. I shall make'em sport And send some home without their Legs, or Arms. I'll teach 'em to climb Stiles, leap Ditches, Ponds, And lie i' the Waters, if they follow me. Rob. Out murmuring Hag. Maud. I must use all my powers, Lay all my wits to piercing of this loss. Things run unluckily: Where's my Puck-hairy?