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SCENE VII.

PAMPHILUS
alone.
He's gone.
What shall I do? Alas, I scarcely know
How to conceal, as Myrrhina desir'd,
Her daughter's labour. Yet I pity her;
And what I can, I am resolv'd to do,
Consistent with my duty: for my parents
Must be obey'd before my love.—But see!
My father and Phidippus come this way.
How I shall act, heav'n knows.

 

This reflection seems to be rather improper in this place: for the discovery of Philumena's labour betrayed to Pamphilus the real motive of her departure: after which discovery his anxiety proceeds entirely from the supposed injury offered him, and his filial piety is from that period made use of merely as a pretence.