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SCEN. II.
Tyndarus, Evadne, Pamphilus.Pam.
Great Queen of love, sure when the labouring sea
Did bring forth thee, before she was deliver'd;
Her violent throws had rais'd a thousand storms.
Yet now, I hope after so many wrecks
That I have suffer'd in thy troubled waves,
Thou now wilt land me safe.
Tyn.
Pamphilus here?
He comes to meet Evadne. This is their house
Of toleration. She had spied me out
Through my disguise: and with what studied art,
What cunning language, how well acted gesture,
How much of that unbounded store of teares
She wrought on my credulity! The Fox,
Hyæna, Crocodile, and all beasts of craft,
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Exit.
Evad.
And has he left me in this dragons den!
A spoil to rapine! what defence, poore maid,
Hast thou against these wilde and salvage beasts?
My starres were cruell: If you be courteous eyes,
Weep me a floud of teares, and drown me in't,
And be Physicians to my sorrows now,
That have too long been Heraulds of my grief.
My thread of life has hitherto drawn out
More woes then minutes.
Pam.
Health to the fair Evadne.
Evad.
Is any left so courteous to wish health
To the distress'd Evadne? Pamphilus?
Pam.
Is my Techmessa here?
Evad.
Now all the Gods
Preserve her hence, there is in hell more safety
Among the Furies—Mischief built this house
For all her family. Gentle Pamphilus,
See me delivered from this jayl, this dungeon,
This horrid vault of lust.
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