Cast. My father!
'Tis joy to see you, though where sorrow's nourished.
Acast. I'm come in beauty's cause; you'll guess the rest.
Cast. A woman! if you love my peace of mind,
Name not a woman to me; but to think
Of woman, were enough to taint my brains,
Till they ferment to madness! O my father!
Acast. What ails my boy?
Cast. A woman is the thing
I would forget, and blot from my remembrance.
Acast. Forget Monimia!
Cast. She to choose: Monimia!
The very sound's ungrateful to my sense.
Acast. This might seem strange; but you, I've found, will hide
Your heart from me; you dare not trust your father.
Cast. No more Monimia!
Acast. Is she not your wife?