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Show SBSIF • m The Loyal B R O T H E R ; or, Twas got fo eafily, 1 do not think It worth a Triumph, fearce of being vain ; For, like a Slave, I found him en the Ground, Groaning beneath the Bondage of your Love, And beggirg Liberty from an-y Hand. Sem. O Heav'ns ! Sun. Let it be never faid, to fhame our Sex, That any Lady in her ycuthful Bloom, W h e n Beauty wanders in a thoufand Charms, And not a Look can pals without a Wound, That then fhe fulforr.ely detain'd a Lover Againft his Will, and cloy'd him with her Fondnefs: O ! h o w I loath the Sound ! againft his Will! Sem. Sure thou haft drunk wirh Adders, that thy Ton Thus Poifons every Word it forms, and cafts Its V e n o m on m y Tachmas' Conftancy. Sun. There's no fuch thing as Conftancy in Nature; 'Tis but a borrow'd N a m e , for feeble Beauties> O r ftale decaying Virgins, to make ufe of. True Love fhould be as wavering as the Wind: For that remains but while the Rapture lafts, And pall<, w h e n funk to an Indifference. Sem You fpeak of that poor PafTion in jour-Breaft, Rais'd by an earthly F u m e of bafe Defire j T h e fudden Fit of a diftemper'd Love ; Where the grofs Joy mounts not above the Senfe: Not the feraphick Flame, that warms the Soul: Such was the facred Fire, that Htt our Loves, That flVd m y Tachmas' Heart, and made him mine, Sun. Then be it fo : Rave on in tond Conceits O f aiery Promifes of Conftancy: Swell your thin Hopes with unfubftantial Food, Whilft I tafte real Feafts of Flefh and Blood, And in your Tachmas' Arms reap thoufand Joys, Which Dreams but Ape, and Fancy but deltroyi. Methinks already in fome fmiling Grove I lit, embracing the dear M i n I love : W e Sigh, and Kifs and n o w our Tranfports grow Tumultuous, but the Thoughts of you, (Tho' Love be loft in Love) Still lend us Vigor, and our Joys renew. The PER$IAN.PRINCE. 13 Sem. How the infulting Creature Lords it o'er m e \ nd well fhe may, for fuch a Conqueft fure ighf make the temperateft Victor proud : his may be Malice, or a Plot to try me; bat's the laft Hope between me, and Defpair. Enter an Eunuch with a Letter. Eun.> Midam, the Truft I have been honour'd witfa o your Service, gain'd m e the Prince's Faith s rom whofe Hand this Letter I rcceiv'd -r Sunamire. with ftri<5f Injunctions 1 Care, and Secre/ie: At which miftrufting me Practices in hand againft your Loves $ ye brought it to you. Sem. I will reward your Care. [Reads the Letter} Sunamire, ESI ST no longer the Proportions I made you, to place' the Crown of Perfia on your Head -, if you will but eke ufe of a Project to rid us $f Seliman : And do not "k that I retain any longer the leafi Thoughts of Seman-e \ whom my Stars and Inclinations have never defign'd* me, Tiachmas. Sem. Ah me ! where has my Fortune left me now r hat unfrequented Coaft am I thrown on, aked, and helplefs, to be made a Prey : the next coming Salvage of the Field ? hat Corner of the Earth will n o w afford Grave to take m e in ? what Mountain hide e, and my Woes for ever from the World > done! thou moft undone of Woman-kind ! re om,n >U. e [Falling down, drops the Letter! re groan thy Sorrows out, and let the Winds % r thy Story through the Univerfej f "V" lining Virgin be beti ifd my weart,. 1 g0> j hope^ tQ Rfft ~ [Swoons away'. ' Bnter |