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Show 44 The FAIR PENITENT. Wou'd it were Death, as fure 'tis wond'rous like it For I a m fick.of living, m y Soul's pall'd, She kindles not with Anger or Revenge; Love was th' informing adiveFire within; N o w that is quench'd, the Mafs forgets to move, A n d longs to mingle with its kindred Earth. [A tumultuous Noife, nith clafiing of Swords t at a little'diftame. Enter Lavinia, with two Servants, their Swords dravn, Lav. fly, fwiftly fly, to m y Horatio's Aid, N o r lofe your vain officious Cares on m e; Bring m e m y Lord, m y Husband, to m y Aims; H e is Lav'in'tas Life, bring him m e fafe, A n d 1 fhall be at eafe, be well and happy. [Exeunt Servant;, Alt. Art thou Lavinia ? O h ! what barb'rous Hand Could wrong thy poor, defencelefs Innocence, A n d leave fuch Marks of more than favage Fury? Lav. M y Bro her! O m y Heart is full of Fears! Perhaps ev'n n o w m y dear Horatio bleeds.' N o t far from hence, as pafling to the Port, B y a m a d Multitude w e were furrounded, W h o ran upon us with uplifted Swords, A n d cry'd aloud for Vengeance, and Lothario. .My Lord, with ready Boldnefs, ftood the Shock, T o fhelter m e from Danger, but in vain, H a d not a Party, from Scioko's Palace, Rufh'd out, and fnatch'd m e from amidft the Fray Alt. W h a t of m y Fttiend r1 Lav. H a ! by m y Joys'tis he, [Lookjv*1 H e lives, he comes to'blefs me, he is fafe! Enter Horatio,'"~ir^ two or three Servants, their Svftri'. drawn. i Serv. T w e r e at the utmoft Hazard of your Life T o venture forth again, 'till w e are ftrongerj Their N u m b e r trebles ours. Hor. N o matter, let it; Death is not half fo fhocking as that Traitor. M y honeft Soul is marl'with rndignarion, . The FAIR PENITENT. 45 To think herPlainnefs could be fo abus'd. As to miftake that Wretch, and call him Friend 9 I cannot bear the Sight. Alt. Open thou Earth, Gape wide, and take m e down to thy cbrk Bofom, To hide m e from Horatio. Hor. O h Lavnia! Believe not but I joy to fee thee fafe: Wou'd our ill Fortune had not drove us hither; i cou'd even wifh, we rather had been wreckt On any other Shore, than fav'd on this. Lav. O h let us blefs the Mercy that preferv'd us, f hat gracious Pow'r that fav'd us for each other: And, to adorn the Sacrifice of Praife, OffVr Forgivennefs too; be thou Uke Heav'n, And put away th' Offences of thy Friend, Far, far from thy Remembrance. Alt. 1 have mark'd him, To fee if one forgiving Glance ftole hither, If any Spark of Friendfhip were alive, That wou'd, by Sympathy, at meeting glow, And ftrive to kindle up the Flame anew; 71 ? !oft* >tis §one> his Soul is quite eftrang'd, And knows me for its Counterpart no more. N?«ni2 7* ^ RuIe' tHy EmPire in «*«*• \vu XT U a^k ln va,n> command in vain, Where Nature, Reafon, nay, where Love is j W Th. AA wl *nd Tual Te«'WfS( p* And wiUine ,»&f,eflJT Friends, •8 t0 lor8've; but when an Injury Stabs |