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SCENE THE FIRST.
Timophanes, Echilus.Ech.
Timoleon comes this instant: to thy prayers
And mine reluctantly he lent an ear;
Nothing constrain'd him but his mother's wishes.
Tim.
Among his many virtues I know well
A yielding heart he counts not: but to-day,
If upright meanings, join'd to upright deeds,
Will ever profit me, will be the time,
When his inflexibility will yield
To my persuasions; or that day will now
Arise no more.
Ech.
With him that last I hear
It always seems to me as if the truth
Resided; yet the truth is one alone.
By friendship and by blood to thee conjoin'd,
By friendship and by reverence to him,
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I might display my undissembled love.
Ah! be united; and to your resolves
Myself, my heart, my mind, my sword, my substance,
Do not disdain to accept as ministers.
Tim.
I know thee well, Echilus ... But I see
Timoleon coming: leave us both together;
I would at length converse with him; to me
He may in single conference perchance
More unreservedly disclose his thoughts.
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