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AMYNTAS.
Obdurate son sprung from a gentle fire!
Thou counteractest nature's general laws.
Do the mild sheep ingender ravenous wolves?
Do snowy swans produce the sooty crow?
Sylvia, you either trifle with you friend,
Or with yourself, misled by female whim.

SYLVIA.
Amyntasis design makes me dislike him;
The man who proffers love I count my foe;
Under t h e specious word destruction lurks
And while Amyntas passed his hours with me
In general converse, and in light amusement,
I own, my Daphne, I esteemed the swain.
But when he talked of serious, fatal love,
Disgust succeeded straight my friendship for him.

DAPHNE.
You quite mistake the object of your swain
He means to make himself and Sylvia happy.

SYLVIA.
Daphne, I'll give no longer my attention
To such discourse; propose some other theme.

DA-