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SCENE III.
PHILTOalone.
This is not for the best, nor do I think
'Tis right, but yet 'tis better than if worse.
I have this consolation to my mind:—
Who thwarts the inclinations of his son
In every point, save those in which himself
Alone has satisfaction, is a fool,
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And stirring up a storm that's out of season,
Makes the hoar winter of old age more sharp.
But the door opens, whither I was going;
And Lesbonicus, he himself comes forth
Most aptly with his servant. I'll aloof.
[Retires at a distance.
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