Phil.Until the novelty wore off,
And then, receiving but a cold response
To all the seeming fury of my love,
My pride was nettled, and I persevered
Until I made you tell me of your love,
In words that bore comparison with mine.
I’ve done that, and I’m amply satisfied.
Zeo. (in blank astonishment).
And this is Philamir, who used to breathe
Such words of passion and such songs of love!