Their fancy, than the whole external world.

I think as you do of my sister's wish;

But 'twas her wish—she is my sister—you

Her husband—will you grant it?

Sar.‍'Twill be useless:

But let her come.

Sal.‍I go. [Exit Salemenes.

Sar.‍We have lived asunder

Too long to meet again—and now to meet!

Have I not cares enow, and pangs enow,