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LEONINE

I will do’t −
But yet she is a goodly creature.

DIONYZA
The fitter then the gods should have her. [10]
Here she comes weeping for her only mistress’ death.

Thou art resolved?

LEONINE
I am resolved.

Enter Marina with a basket of flowers.

MARINA
No, I will rob Tellus of her weed
To strew thy green with flowers. The yellows, blues,

The purple violets, and marigolds [15]
Shall as a carpet hang upon thy grave
While summer days doth last. Ay me, poor maid,
Born in a tempest when my mother died,
This world to me is as a lasting storm,

Whirring me from my friends. [20]

DIONYZA
How now, Marina? Why do you keep alone?
How chance my daughter is not with you?
Do not consume your blood with sorrowing;

Have you a nurse of me. Lord, how your favour’s
Changed with this unprofitable woe! [25]
Come, give me your flowers, ere the sea mar it,
Walk with Leonine. The air is quick there,

And it pierces and sharpens the stomach.
Come, Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her.

MARINA
No, I pray you. I’ll not bereave you of your servant. [30]