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SCEN. VIII.
Enter Asotus, Demetrius: manent cæteri.Asot.
Here's another figure to cast, Sir. These two Gentlemen
Dem.
A sudden joy o'recomes me.
Asot.
Are to marry
Old Chremylus daughters. This is Tyndarus,
And he should have Evadne: and this Pamphilus,
That has a moneths-minde to Techmessa; but that Hymen
Looks with a wry-neck at 'um. If the Ascendent
With all his radiations and aspects
Know any thing,—here's one that can unfold it.
I must go fit my self for mine own wedding.
Exit.
Dem.
Flie from the temple you unhallowed troup,
That dare present your sinnes for sacrifice
Before the gods!
Chrem.
What should this language mean?
Dem.
Think you that heaven will ever signe a grant
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Chrem.
How incestuous?
Dem.
This is not Tyndarus, but Demetrius sonne,
Call'd Clinias, and fair Evadnes brother.
Evadne trusted in exchange to Chremylus,
For young Timarchus, whom Demetrius took
With him to Athens, when he fled from Thebes
To save the infants from the monsters jaws,
The cruel Minotaur. Marvell not the gods
Forbid the banes, when in each match is incest.
Chr.
I wonder he should know this.
Tyn.
I am amaz'd.
Dem.
I will confirm your faith.
Tyn.
My father?
He puls off his disguise
Pam.
My father?
Dem.
No, good Timarchus, ask thy blessing there.
Sir, if I not mistake me, you are Chremylus.
Pray let me see that ring.—Sir, I must challenge it,
And in requitall will return you this.
Chrem.
Demetrius! Welcome. Now my joyes are full,
When I behold my sonne and my old friend.
Dem.
Which is Evadne? Blessings on thy head.
Now Chremylus, let us conclude a marriage
As we at first intended; my Clinias
With your Techmessa, and your sonne Timarchus
With my Evadne.
Chrem.
Heaven has decreed it so.
Dem.
Are the young people pleas'd?
Pam., Evad., Tyn., Tech.
The will of heaven
Must be obey'd.
Dem.
Now try if Hymen please
To end all troubles in a happy marriage.
Priest.
Hymen, we thank thee, and will crown thy head
With all the glorious chaplets of the Spring,
The first-born kid, and fattest of our bullocks
Shall bleed upon thy altars (if it be
Lawfull to sacrifice in bloud to thee,
That art the means to life) 'cause thy provident mercie
Prevented this incestuous match. Daigne now
Propitious looks to this more holy knot.
This virgin offers up her untouch'd zone,
And vows chaste love to Clinias. All joy to you.
The fair Evadne too is come to hang
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And vows her self constant to the embraces
Of young Timarchus.—Happinesse wait on both!
Tyn.
I see our jealous thoughts were not in vain.
Nature abhorring from so foul a sinne,
Infus'd those doubts into us.
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