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AMYNTAS.
Their spirit is too fine to bear transfusion.
CHORUS.
Amyntas, then, you say, is out of danger.
Amyntas, then, you say, is out of danger.
ELPINUS.
Out of all hazard is his life; 'tis true,
His face is somewhat scratched, his body bruised:
These trifles in the tide of joy are lost.
Thrice happy swain! who of a virtuous maid
To such extremity hast proved thy love!
Thrice happy swain! thy danger now escaped,
Will make thy future good more sensible;
Will give thy pleasures a more vigorous tone:
For pleasure, without pain, loses it's nature;
And but a series yields of neutral being.
Shepherds, it pleases my benevolence
With joyful news to have dispelled your sorrow:
You have the substance of this strange adventure;
And now farewell: I go to find Montanus.
Nor does this office please me less; I go
To rivet pleasure in the place of woe;
Out of all hazard is his life; 'tis true,
His face is somewhat scratched, his body bruised:
These trifles in the tide of joy are lost.
Thrice happy swain! who of a virtuous maid
To such extremity hast proved thy love!
Thrice happy swain! thy danger now escaped,
Will make thy future good more sensible;
Will give thy pleasures a more vigorous tone:
For pleasure, without pain, loses it's nature;
And but a series yields of neutral being.
Shepherds, it pleases my benevolence
With joyful news to have dispelled your sorrow:
You have the substance of this strange adventure;
And now farewell: I go to find Montanus.
Nor does this office please me less; I go
To rivet pleasure in the place of woe;
Proud
