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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of A Scholar And His Mistress, Who, Being Crossed By Their Friends, Fell Mad For One Another; And Now First Meet In Bedlam</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Music within.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Lovers enter at opposite doors, each held by a keeper.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Phillis. <br>Look, look I see—I see my love appear! <br>’Tis he—’Tis he alone; <br>For, like him, there is none: <br>’Tis the dear, dear man, ’tis thee, dear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amyntas. <br>Hark! the winds war;<br>The foamy waves roar;<br>I see a ship afar: <br>Tossing and tossing, and making to the shore: <br>But what’s that I view,<br>So radiant of hue,<br>St. Hermo, St Hermo, that sits upon the sails? <br>Ah! No, no, no. <br>St. Hermo never, never shone so bright;'<br>'Tis Phillis, only Phillis, can shoot so fair a light;<br>'Tis Phillis, ’tis Phillis, that saves the ship alone,<br>For all the winds are hush’d, and the storm is overblown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Phillis. <br>Let me go, let me run, let me fly to his arms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amyntas. <br>If all the fates combine,<br>And all the furies join,<br>I’ll force my way to Phillis, and break through the charm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Here they break from their keepers, run to each other, and embrace.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Phillis. <br>Shall I marry the man I love? <br>And shall I conclude my pains? <br>Now bless’d be the powers above,<br>I feel the blood bound in my veins;<br>With a lively leap it began to move,<br>And the vapours leave my brains.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amyntas. <br>Body join’d to body, and heart join’d to heart,<br>To make sure of the cure,<br>Go call the man in black, to mumble o’er his part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Phillis. <br>But suppose he should stay—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amyntas. <br>At worst if he delay,<br>'Tis a work must be done,<br>We’ll borrow but a day,<br>And the better, the sooner begun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[They run out together hand in hand.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Dryden">John Dryden</a><div class=q>
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The Lovers enter at opposite doors, each held by a keeper.

Phillis. 
Look, look I see—I see my love appear! 
’Tis he—’Tis he alone; 
For, like him, there is none: 
’Tis the dear, dear man, ’tis thee, dear.

Amynta..."></div>
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