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 :They be themselves: then let's all go yferc.
 * The young man's speech caus'd sad perplexity
 * Within my brest, but yet I did forbear,
 * And fairly ask'd their names. He answered me

He Autaparnes hight; but she Hypomone.


 * I Simon am the son of this sad pair,
 * Who though full harsh they seem to outward sight,
 * Yet when to Dizoie men forth do fare.
 * No company in all the land so meet
 * They find as these. Their pace full well I weet
 * Is very slow, and so to youthful haste
 * Displeasing; and their counsels nothing sweet
 * To any Beironite; but sweetest taste

Doth bitter choler breed, and haste doth maken waste.


 * Nor let that breast impierced with weeping wound,
 * An uncouth spectacle, disturb your mind.
 * His blood's my food. If he his life effund
 * To utmost death, the high God hath design'd,
 * That we both live. He in my heart shall find
 * A seat for his transfused soul to dwell;
 * And when that's done, this death doth eke unbind
 * That heavy weight that doth Hypomone quell,

Then I Anautœsthetus hight, which seems me well.


 * So both their lives do vanish into mine,
 * And mine into Atuvus life doth melt,
 * Which fading flux of time doth uot define,
 * Nor is by any Autœsthesian felt.