THE ORPHAN.

ACT THE FIRST.

SCENE I. A GARDEN.

A GARDEN.

Cas. Polydore, our sport

Pol. But then——

Cas. Ay, then, my brother, my friend, Polydore,

Pol. But when I came, I found you conqueror.

Cas. So, Polydore, methinks, we might in war

Pol. No, let me purchase in my youth renown,

Cas. Our father

Pol. Castalio, I have doubts within my heart,

Cas. Have I a thought my Polydore should not know?

Pol. Nay, I'll conjure you too,

Cas. As calmly as the wounded patient bears

Pol. That's kindly said.——You know our father's ward,

Cas. Suppose I should?

Pol. Suppose you should not, brother?

Cas. You'd say, I must not.

Pol. That would sound too roughly

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