The legend that the soft and curling foam
Writes on the shaken wave as fix love's path
With steady eye or his vagaries mark.
Farewell an hour. I'll come again to-night
To serve your grief. You'll learn at last to trust me,
And in my heart seek comfort.
[Exeunt Phillistus and Heraclides]
The. Oh, oh, oh!
He does not love her. Would he did! I then
Might honor him that dared dishonor truth