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Rh. 'Tis well with me; do but restrain thyself, and then both of us will be happy.

. Give me thy hand to grasp, thy body to embrace.

. Art thou in thy senses, sir, or hath some spiteful god reft thee of them?

. I am in my senses, for I have found what I hold most dear, and am eager to show my love.

. Cease! touch me not, nor tear these garlands of the god!

. I will embrace thee, for I am not seizing what is not my own, but only finding my own that I love full well.

. Hands off! or thou shalt feel an arrow pierce thy ribs.

. Why dost thou shun me, now that thou findest in me thy nearest and dearest?

. I am not fond of schooling boors and crazy strangers.

. Kill me, burn me, if thou wilt; for, if thou dost, thou wilt be thy father's murderer.

. Thou my father, indeed! Oh! is not news like this enough to make me laugh?

. Not so; my tale, as it proceeds, will prove to thee what I assert.

. Pray, what hast thou to tell me?

. That I am thy own father, and thou my very child.

. Who says so?

. Loxias, who gave thee nurture, though thou wert my son.

. Thou art thy own witness.

. Nay, I have learnt the answer of the god.

. Thou art mistaken in the dark riddle thou hast heard.

. It seems then I do not hear aright.

. What said Phœbus?

. That the man who met me

. When and where?