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SCENE V.
Enter TYNDARUS.I've often seen the torments of the damn'd
In pictures represented: but no Hell
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That is a place, where ev'ry limb with toil
And labour must be wearied.—Soon as I
Arriv'd there,—as your brats of quality
Have daws, or ducks, or quails to play with,—me
They gave, t'amuse myself withal, a Crow.—
But see, my master's here before his door!
My other master too, return'd from Ælis!
Heg.
Save you, my wish'd for son!
Tynd.
Ha! what?—your son!
Yes, yes, I understand you, why you call
Yourself my father, me your son:—you've done,
As parents do,—caus'd me to see the light.
Phil.
Save you, sweet Tyndarus!
Tynd.
And you too,—though
On your account I undergo this trouble.
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But through my means you'll now arrive at wealth
And liberty.—This is your father,— (pointing to Hegio.)
This
(pointing to Stalagmus,)
The slave, that stole you hence at four years old,
And sold you to my father for six Minæ,
Who gave you to me, then a little boy
Like to yourself, for my own use and service.
He has confess'd the whole: we've brought him back
From Ælis hither.
Tynd.
Where is Hegio's son?
Phil.
Your brother,—he's within.
Tynd.
How say you? have you
Then brought him home?
Phil.
I tell you, he's within.
Tynd.
'Twas rightly done in you.
Phil.
This is your father,
And that the thief, who stole you when a boy.
Tynd.
And for that theft, now I'm a man as he is,
I'll give him to the hangman.
Phil.
He's deserving.—
Tynd.
And I'll reward him equal to his merits.—
(To Hegio.)
But tell me, pray,—are you indeed my father?
Heg.
I am, my son.
Tynd.
At length I recollect,
And have a dark remembrance, that I've heard
My father's name was Hegio.
Heg.
I am he.
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O let your son be lighten'd of those chains,
And that slave loaded with them.
Heg.
'Tis my purpose;
I'll do it the first thing.—Then let us in,
And strait send for the smith to take the chains
From off my son, and give them to that rascal.
Stal.
'Tis right to give them me, for I have nothing.
[Exeunt.
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