DAPH. Why should you fear? By Pan, you are to me Whate'er you can imagine; equal--above All that I e'er thought fair; and if you be Content to hide my faults, and take me to Your nuptial bed, which yet I dare not hope-- But if you will, whene'er that day shall come, Th' embraces of my love and me shall be Such, as the Cyprian boy from our abundance Shall take his fires to kindle other hearts, Yet leave with us a flame which we will cherish, And keep alive unto eternity. DOR. Women are ever credulous--most then, When knowledge of the truth would but afflict them. I dare not now distrust you, though I knew What you have said were false: it has a semblance Of such a pleasing truth: give me thy hand, And take thou mine; whilst we walk thus entwin'd, I shall think Daphnis never was unkind. [_Exeunt._ SCENA IV. EUBULUS, CLEANDER. _To them_ THYRSIS, SYLVIA. What, are they dead? is the king's will obey'd? CLE. No, sir, they live, and Hymen in his bands Has tied them both; the happiest knot that e'er Knit two such equal hearts and loves together. O, I'm ravish'd with the news: my joy Is greater now than if sh' had been the daughter Unto our king, and I had married her. EUB. I am amaz'd; pray Jove thou be'st not mad. CLE. Somewhat exalted, sir, beyond myself, But yet not mad. Go, sir, unto the king; Tell him Cleander lives to make him happy. EUB. Sure, thou wilt come unto thyself anon! Prythee, bethink thee. CLE. Yes, sir, I do think, And know that I have news to make him live, And you an age yet longer. EUB. This is strange. CLE. 'Tis true. EUB. But what is true? CLE. 'Tis true, my sister Shall be a queen. EUB. If she do live, I think She will; but yet you know we were commanded To cut that life off. CLE. But your hasty son, That came so speedy with a fatal message, Was not so forward now; they both do live, And both are married. EUB. Jupiter forbid! CLE. The Fates command it, 'tis their proper work: The shepherd is a prince--your prince and mine, And married to my sister. EUB. Ha! what's that? Prythee, digest thy troubled thoughts, and tell me What prince is this thou mean'st? CLE. Archigenes. EUB. Thou dream'st: it cannot be. CLE. No? then come forth, You royal pair, and testify yourselves. _Enter_ THYRSIS _and_ SYLVIA. SYL. Father, your blessing. EUB. Ha! CLE. Nay, I've told all. She knows she is your daughter: look, sir, here; Here we must place our reverence. EUB. Who's this? CLE. Not yet? Then look upon this circle, that You know for certain, though you know not him. EUB. 'Tis it--it is the same: _Archigenes,_ _Son of Euarchus and Eudora_: This is my character, and this my seal.