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Scene IV.—The Causeway between Old and New Tyre.
Phylax, Antisthenes.Ant.
Methinks our king grows proud.
Phy.
It is high diet
Turns pack-horse into charger. The o'er-fed gods
Are emulous pampering this youth with triumphs.
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Let him take Tyre, and then he may be proud;
But if he fails, these fingers shall record it,
“At Tyre it was the Greeks first call'd him proud.”
Our patron loves him not, nor loves Hephestion.
Phy.
Philotas hates the king; but scorns Hephestion:
Our patron's hasty. Time befriends the slow.
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