SCENE I. Milan. An abbey.

      Enter EGLAMOUR

EGLAMOUR
      The sun begins to gild the western sky;
      And now it is about the very hour
      That Silvia, at Friar Patrick's cell, should meet me.
      She will not fail, for lovers break not hours,
      Unless it be to come before their time;
      So much they spur their expedition.
      See where she comes.

      Enter SILVIA

      Lady, a happy evening!

SILVIA
      Amen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour,
      Out at the postern by the abbey-wall:
      I fear I am attended by some spies.

EGLAMOUR
      Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off;
      If we recover that, we are sure enough.

      Exeunt