Let him go!
I need him not. He lived, to be my foe.
(Enter Pheres.)
My son, because, this day, blessing shines bright
On thee and thine, and to this home gives light
In place of darkness, therefore am I come
To wish thee joy. For when I saw the sum
Of thine affliction, straightway I did repent
The wrath I had against thee; yea, and sent