Tho’ not to thee Eurymachus.
Yet ’tis the best and richest thing
Of countless jewels rich and fine,
Stored in his house; and wouldst thou make
The rest thine own, he for love’s sake
Were not ashamed in giving thus.
Pen. My thanks: ’tis brave and sweet attire.
Long hath thy wealth been known to me,
And grateful would thy marriage be
Both to my brethren and my sire.