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SCEN. IX.

Tyndarus, Pamphilus, Evadne, Techmessa.
Tyn.
Brother, I finde my soul a troubled sea
Whose billows are not fully quieted,
Although the storm be over. Therefore, Pamphilus,
By the same wombe that bred us, and the breasts
Of our dead mother Lalage, I conjure thee,
With all the charms that love can teach thee,
Assault Evadnies faith: if thou report her
Constant, I end my jealousie: if frail,
The torrent of my love shall bend his course
To finde some other chanel.

Pam.
By that love
That made us twins, though born at severall births,
That grew along with us in height and strength,
I will be true. Farewell.

Tyn.
Be sudden, Pamphilus.
Exit Tyn.

Evad.
Me thinks this should confirm you.

Tech.
That he was not
Guilty of this, acquits him not of all:
To prove a man free from an act of theft,
Assoils him not of murder. No, no, sister,
Tempt him with kisses, and what other dalliance
Craft and indulgent nature hath taught woman
To raise hot youth to appetite; if he yeeld not,
I will put off distrust. I do not know
Whom I durst trust but you.

Evad.
Though mine own love
Finde me enough of businesse, yet in hope
That you will second me in my occasions,
I undertake the task.

Tech.
Take heed Evadne,
Lest while you counterfeit a flame, you kindle
A reall fire.—I dare not be too confident.
Hence will I closely pry into their actions,
And overheare their language; for if my sister
See with my eyes, she cannot choose but love him
In the same height with me.