AMYNTAS.
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Escape this tongue, that would offend my friend?
But I conjure thee, by that time when love
Spoke his first language in those radiant eyes,
That thou wouldst plead Amyntas' cause, and try
To reconcile to life the dying swain.
But I conjure thee, by that time when love
Spoke his first language in those radiant eyes,
That thou wouldst plead Amyntas' cause, and try
To reconcile to life the dying swain.
DAPHNE.
Oh! what an adjuration thou hast thought of!
How couldst thou make me thus approximate
My past, for ever past, and present days!
My gay, my blooming spring, and withering autumn!
But say how would you have me interpose?
Oh! what an adjuration thou hast thought of!
How couldst thou make me thus approximate
My past, for ever past, and present days!
My gay, my blooming spring, and withering autumn!
But say how would you have me interpose?
THYRSIS.
I will not plan for you; be but resolved
To serve my friend, and you will find the means.
I will not plan for you; be but resolved
To serve my friend, and you will find the means.
DAPHNE.
There let the matter rest: Sylvia, and I,
Such our agreement was, are soon to go
To Cynthia's fountain; where the plane-tree forms
O'er the clear element a quivering shade.
There let the matter rest: Sylvia, and I,
Such our agreement was, are soon to go
To Cynthia's fountain; where the plane-tree forms
O'er the clear element a quivering shade.
There
