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I freed myself by one impetuous spring;
But with my veil some hair I left behind.
Fear winged my feet with such a rapid flight,
That I escaped the raging wolf's persuit,
Soon cleared the forest, and got safely home.
O'erjoyed I was again to meet my Daphne;
Though I was struck to see thee gaze upon me,
As if affrighted to behold thy friend.

DAPHNE.
 Thou livest; but we are not all alive.

SYLVIA.
 Daphne, what meanest thou; dost thou regret
That from the jaws of death I have escaped?
Can Sylvia's welfare give her Daphne pain?

DAPHNE.
 No surely; I rejoice to see thou livest;
But we have lost a friend; for him I grieve.

SYLVIA.
 Whom have we lost?

DAPHNE.
Amyntas is no more.

SYL.