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SCENE I.
Enter CHRYSALUS.CHRYSALUS.
All hail! my master's native soil! whom I,
After a tedious two years absence hence
At Ephesus, most joyfully behold.—
To thee who dwellest near our town, all hail!
To thee, Apollo, to thy deity
I make my prayer, that I may'nt chance to meet
Old Nicobulus here, before I see
My master's friend and crony Pistoclerus;
To whom, about his flame, this Bacchis here,
Mnesilochus, his friend has sent a letter.
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