MYSIS (_alone._)
Is there no reliance to be placed in any thing in this world? Heaven
preserve me, I thought Pamphilus my mistress’s chief blessing: a
friend, a lover, a husband, always ready to cherish and protect her:
but, alas! what misery does she now endure on his account: hitherto he
has been to her a source of more evil than good[170]. But here comes
Davus! bless me, man, what are you about? where are you going to carry
the child?