Cle. No? then come forth,
You royal pair, and testify yourselves.
Enter Thyrsis and Sylvia.
Syl. Father, your blessing.
Eub. Ha!
Cle. Nay, I've told all.
She knows she is your daughter: look, sir, here;
Here we must place our reverence.
Eub. Who's this?
Cle. Not yet? Then look upon this circle, that
You know for certain, though you know not him.
Eub. 'Tis it—it is the same: Archigenes,
Son of Euarchus and Eudora:
This is my character, and this my seal.
Thyr. Sir, I have heard that by your piety
My infant life was sav'd: now by the goodness,
Deriv'd from you unto your son, I have
Not only found my life, but my content.
The sum of all my hopes—this lady here,
Without whose love my life had been a torment.
Syl. And I the happiest maid that ever was,
Conducted by the power of simple love,
Have found, in place of him I thought a shepherd,
A princely lover.