The words of Chrysis on Glycerium.
She called me to her side, ourselves alone,
Glycerium and me. My Pamphilus, she said,
You see her youth and comeliness, you know
The snares which will beset them with the cash
I leave to her. By your right hand, I pray,
And by your good faith and integrity—
Never desert her, nor live separate.
If like a brother I have ever loved you,
If you by her adored have been alone,
If I upon my death-bed trust in thee,
Be unto her a husband, friend, and father:
My worldly goods do I bequeath to you
Assured of your good faith. And then she put
Our hands in one another. So she died.
The faith I gave to her, I mean to keep.
Mys. Gods grant it so.
Pam. Why did you come away?
Mys. I seek the midwife.
Pam. Hurry then, I pray.
And, Mysis, on your life, no word of marriage
To trouble and perplex her.
Mys. Fear you not.
