Phil. I thank thee, Arcas; we will act like men

Who feel for other's woes—She leads him forth,

And tremblingly supports his drooping age.

[Goes to assist him.

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Enter Euphrasia and Evander.

Euphrasia

Evander

Eva. Euphrasia, oh! my child! returning life

Glows here about my heart. Conduct me forward;

At the last gasp preserved! Ha! dawning light!

Let me behold; in faith I see thee now;

I do indeed: the father sees his child.

Eup. I have reliev'd him—Oh! the joy's too great;

'Tis speechless rapture!

Eva. Blessings, blessings on thee!

Eup. My father still shall live. Alas! Philotas,

Could I abandon that white hoary head,

That venerable form? Abandon him

To perish here in misery and famine?

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