Chry. If every woman were a Daphne, man
Would never care to look on sculptured stone!
Oh, Daphne!
Daph.Monster—get you hence, away!
I’ll hold no converse with you, get you gone.
(Aside) If I’d Cynisca’s tongue I’d wither him!
(Imitating Cynisca) “Oh, I can conjure up the scene at will
“Where you and she sit lovingly alone!
“Oh, never fear that I will starve the flame:
“When jealousy takes shelter in my heart,