Page 1319 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4
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The Duke himself came privately in the night, and so did they; what the
reason of it is I know not.
Enter Palamon and Arcite above.
Look, yonder they are; that’s Arcite looks out.
DAUGHTER
No, sir, no, that’s Palamon! Arcite is the lower of the twain; you may perceive
a part of him. [50]
GAOLER
Go to, leave your pointing. They would not make us their object. Out of their
sight!
DAUGHTER
It is a holiday to look on them. Lord, the difference of men!
Exeunt Gaoler, Daughter, and Wooer.
PALAMON
How do you, noble cousin?
ARCITE
How do you, sir? [55]
PALAMON
Why, strong enough to laugh at misery,
And bear the chance of war; yet we are prisoners
I fear for ever, cousin.
ARCITE
I believe it,
And to that destiny have patiently
Laid up my hour to come.
PALAMON
O cousin Arcite, [60]
Where is Thebes now? Where is our noble country?
Where are our friends and kindreds? Never more
