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Enter Charinus behind.

Char. I come to see what Pamphilus is doing:

And there he is!

Pam. And is this true?—yes, yes,

I know ’tis true, because I wish it so.

Therefore I think the life of Gods eternal,

For that their joys are permanent: and now,

My soul hath her content so absolute,

That I too am immortal, if no ill

Step in betwixt me and this happiness.

Oh, for a bosom-friend now to pour out

My ecstasies before him!

Char. What’s this rapture? (Listening.)

Pam. Oh, yonder’s Davus: nobody more welcome:

For he, I know, will join in transport with me.