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Nireus ajiie\ The man is ftill quite new, I per- 

 ceive, and has much to be cured of. — To Phaon.] 

 And who didft thou think thou Wert in the upper 

 world ? 



Phaon.] I thought myfelf nothing but what I was. 

 I was unanimoufly held to be the handfomefl: young 

 man of my time. 



Nireus, failing as he looks at him.'] Thou ! Thou 

 wert probably a Scythian; 



Phaon.] A lovely fuppbntion, by Cytherea ! What 

 fort of eyes have you in Elyfiurri ? And yet, beautiful 

 as thou art thylelf, thou oughteft to know me for a 

 Greek, and confefs thy own fimilitude in me. 

 Nireus.] Doit thou perceive then thine in me ? 

 Phaon, looking earnejlly at him in %onfufiofh] This is 

 not to be endured ! I had rather be an afliftant to Si- 

 fyphus in rolling his Hone, or to the Danaids in filling 

 their leaky pitcher ! 



Nireus.] What is the matter with thee, that thou 

 art fa clifturbed ? Thy complexion is every moment 

 growirig darker, and thy fhape more deformed ! 



Phaon.] Arid what is worfe, While I look in thine 

 eyes I feerri fo to iriyfelf. Nay, the flrft perfon I met 

 in this ineomprehenfible country had the fame effect 

 upon me. I comprehend nothing of this extraordinary 

 inchantment. On whichever fide I turn 1 am fur- 

 rounded with mirrors that make me ugly ; and there 

 are fame whofe very fight I cannot endure. And yet 



I am the fame Phaon who but a little while aeo was 



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thought the handfomeft of all the Greeks. 



Nireus.] That I khaS believe., fince thou affureft 

 ISfe of it thyfelfi 



g q % Phaon.] 



