Publii Terentii Carthaginiensis Afris poëtae lepidissimi comoediae sex Anglo-Latinae in usum ludi-discipulorum, quo Feliciùs venustatem linguae Latinae ad sermonem quotidianum exercendum assequantur / a Carolo Hoole ... = Six comedies of that excellent poet Publius Terentius, an African of Carthage, in English and Latine : for the use of young scholars, that they may the more readily attain the purity of the Latine tongue for common discourse / by Charles Hoole ...

Act. III. Scene 4.

Davus, Simo, Chremes.

D.

I Was coming to you.

S.

What is the matter?

D.

Why is not the Bride sent for?

It draweth towards night already.

S.

Do you hear him, Davus! I was erewhile Something afraid of you, lest you should do as the common sort of ser∣vants Are wont, that you deceive me by knavish tricks, because my son is in love.

D.

[line 5] Should I do so?

S.

I thought so, and therefore fearing it I concealed from you, that which I will now tell you.

D.

What is it?

S.

You shall know, for I dare now Almost trust you.

D.

Do you know at last what a man I am?

S.

This marriage was not to have been.

D.

What not?

S.

But I dissembled for this reason, that I might try you.

D.

What say you?

S.

It is just so.

D.

[line 10] See, I could never perceive so much. O not able piece of policies!

S.

Hear me this, As soon as I bade you go in hence, this man Met me very fitly.

D.

What are we quite undone?

S.

I told him those things Which you told me erewhile.

D.

What do I hear?

S.

I intreat him To bestow his daughter, and with much ado I prevailed.

D.

I am undone.

S.

How now, what said you?

D.

[line 15] I say it is very well done.

S.

Now there is no stop in him.

C.

I will go home now, and bid things be got ready, and bring word hither again. Now Davus, I intreat you, seeing thou alone hast brought this marriage to pass for me.

D.

I alone indeed.

S.

Endeavour a little further to reform my son.

D.

Truly I will do the best I can.

S.

You may do it now, whilst he is netled.

D.

[line 20] Set your heart at rest.

S.

Do it then; where is be now?

D.

It is a marvel if he be not at home.

S.

I will go to him, and tell him these same things just as I told you.

D.

I am an undone man. What shall hinder me from going straightway Hence into the house of correction? No intreaty will serve. I have set all out order. I have deceived my master, I have thrown my masters son on a mar∣riage, [line 25] I caused that the wedding should be to day, this man not dreaming of it, and against Pamphilus's minde. Fie upon Craft! But if I could have been quiet, no harm had happened; but Lo I see him himself; I wish I had some place here, whence I might throw my self headlong.