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Scena, 4.

Cleander, Amynter.
Cle.
O friend was ever man more happy in
a wife then I am in Erminia?
didst observe (for thou heardst all I know)
how she answer'd the Duke?
how she confounded him?
and made even impudence it self to blush,
whilst chastity like a Phenix burnt in her eyes
with anger and indignation at
his unchast purposes, & darted lightning at him.
Oh ye Gods! Erminia is as white I see
as is her name or innocence it self,
and I'm o'rejoy'd with it.

Am.
I joy y'ave found her so.

Clea.
You wod not have had me jealous now,
and see what's come on't, without my jealousie
I'd never known thus much.

Am.
I am most glad
y'ave so good issue of it, and that jealousie
its parent's dead that gave it life;
and what will ye do now?

Cle.
What! but instantly
cast off my disguize, and discover me unto her—
but stay! who's this? more visitants!