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SCEN. 3.

To them Philonax.
[Pan.]
Now Noble Philonax.

Phi.
It wrongs my Faith
To Artemone but to see that Face.

(aside.)
Pan.
Dare you not trust our Ears with what you whispers?
You were not wont to be alone with us.

Phi.
I dare, though what I speak be my own poyson.

Eth.
If he talk venom, will not his discourse
Blister our Eares? 'Faith mine begin to tingle already.

Phi.
Know then Panareta, since I left that Face
(In which resides my onely happinesse)
I thought I could forget it, and at length
I thought I might not love it: your disdain
Rais'd up these treasons, 'gainst the Majesty
Of your unequall'd beauty; then I strove
To love fair Artemone, as the white
Which Cupids shaft might easier penetrate:
I woo'd but with an ill successe: for she
Straight granted, and bethought her presently
Upon the Marriage; she talk'd nothing but
Wedding solemnities, and with such eagernesse
I thought her self would make the Bridal song:
It is agreed with all; Grave Melesippus
And sage Diarchus too have seal'd the Match
With their too free consents; my bus'nesse here
Was to take back those vowes, which yet your Scorn
Would ne're vouchsafe t'admit: but being uncharm'd
From Artemone, and again fetter'd
Within the glorious prison of your Face,
I must now beg that you deny my suite,

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Y'ave strook a ray with those fair wounding Eyes
That chains my heart unto e'm.

Eth.
O the tricks
That love deceives with, how it never goes
Abroad with his own Face.

Pan.
But tell me, are you sure
That Artemone hath bestow'd her self
Freely on you? Do not mock my Fancy,
Which may be credulous against my self.

Phi.
As sure as I shall hazard all my fortunes
In your just hate, whom my still ardent flame
Pursues with a strong Faith.

Pan.
Then carry hence
This beam of comfort, if you dare affirm
Shee's false to her Lysander, that I thus
May be reveng'd of his unjust disdain,
Whil'st he shall lose all his best hopes in her,
You shall much please me, and soon meet my thanks.
Come Sister.

(Exe. Pan. Ethu.)
Phi.
Then happy Philonax who thus doth wooe
One Bride, that he may have the choice of two.
(Ex. Phil.)