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Act III. Scen. 2.
Thais, Thraso, Parmeno, Gnatho, Pythias.
Th.
ME thought, I heard the Soldiers voyce
Even now: and look where he is! God save you, my Thraso.
Thr.
O my Thais,
Mine own sweet-heart, how is it with you? Do you love me ere a whit
For that singing wench?
Par.
How handsomly doth he complement! what a beginning hath he made at his coming!
Th.
[line 5] Very much according to your demerits.
G.
Let us go then to supper, Why stay you?
Par.
Behold the other! he would say he was spit out of that mans mouth.
Th.
When you will;
I will make no stay.
Par.
I will go to them, and make as though I came but now forth.
Thais, Are you going any whither?
Th.
O Parmeno, It is well done
Truly of you: I am going to day.
Par.
Whither?
Th.
What? Do you not see this man?
Par.
[line 10] I see him, and it irk's me so to do. When you please, the Presents are ready for you from Phaedria.
Thr.
Why stand we still? Why go we not hence?
Par.
I pray you for∣sooth, that we may
By your good leave, give this Gentlewoman what we desire; and that we may
Have liberty to come and speak to her.
Thr.
I think, they are very goodly gifts, not like mine.
Par.
The deed will make mention. Do you hear; bid those come forth adores quickly, whom I commanded to be brought out.
[line 15] Come you hither: This wench came as far as from Aethiopia.
Thr.
Here are three pounds.
G.
Scarce.
Par.
Where are you Dorus? come hither: Look you where an Eunuch is,
Of what a lovely countenance, of what a perfect age!
Thr.
I swear
He is a comely person.
Par.
What say you, Gnatho? Do you find any thing, that you can dislike in him?
And what say you Thraso? they hold their tongues: they commend him sufficiently. Make trial of him
[line 20] At his book, make trial of him in wrastling, or in musick, I will uphold him