Dion. Ay, so the young tyrant has my knee, but thus
To keep my mind at bow and flexure proves
My patience 'fore the gods. Welcome the day
When I may honor Truth in honoring
The head of rule in my belov�d city!
But now no more of state austerities;
I would be glad one hour and nurse the joy
Of seeing thee. Thou'st brought me half my heart
That kept with thee in Athens.
[Enter Brentio]