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Show 2A.6 The Tempeft : Or, [Enter Dorinda. I muft take care her love grow not too talt, For Innocence is Love's moft fertile foil, wiirrein he foon flioots up and widely ipreads, N o " s hat danger which attends ^ H t o y e t o ^ . Profp. O, come hither, you have feen a M a n to day, \cvainft m v ftrict Command. % o r W h o I ? indeed I faw him but a little Sn. pZfb Come come, be clear, your Sifter told m e all. 2Mffi?13y *e w ° ^ h a v e feen him morc l ' But that I would not let her. D^'Be^au^methought, he would have hurt me lefs. Than lie would her. But if I knew you'd not be angry Wi'hliim,Tcould tell vou, Sir, that he was much too blame. Te't, ^SE+^'fc how you became fo bold to foe the ^Dor I hope yoi • HI forgive me, Sir, becaufe I did not fee him much till he fawmc Si?, he wo. J .cells come in m y way, and ftar'd and te'd upon my Face and fo I thought I would be reveng'd of him, and therefore I gaz'd on him as long; but if I e'er come near a M a n again Profp, I told you he was dangerous ; but you would not be warn d. Dor. Pray"be not angry, Sir, if u are miftaken in him; for he did m e no great hurt. Profp. But he may do you more harm hereafter. Dor. N o , Sir, I'm as well as e'er I was in all m y life, But that I cannot eat nor drink for thought of him. That dangerous M a n runs ever in m y Mind. Profp. The way to Cure you, is no more to fee him. Don Nay pray, Sir, fay not fo, I promis'd him T o fee him once again; and you know, Sir, You charg'd m e I fhou'd never break m y Promife. Profp. Wou'd you fee him who did you fo much mifchief ? Dor. I warrant you I did him as much harm as he did me, For when I left him, Sir, he figh'd fo as it griev'd M y heart to hear him. Profp. Thofe fighs were poyfonous, they infected you : You fay they griev'd you to the heart. Dor. 'Tis tiue; but yet his looks and words were gentle. Profp. Thefe are the Day-dreams of a Maid in love, But ftill I fear the worft. Dor. 0 fear not him, Sir, I know he will not hurt you for m y fake ; I'll undertake to tye him to a hair, id lead him hither as m y Pris'ner to you. off. Take heed, Dorinda, you may be deceiv'd; Creature is of fuch a Salvage race, That no mild ufage can reclaim his Wildnefs; But, like a Lyon's Whelp bred up by hand, When leaft you look for't, Nature will prefent Image of his Fathers bloody Paws, with he purvey'd for his couching Queen; 1 he will leap into his native fury. Dor^ H e cannot change from what I left him, Sir. Profp. You fpeak of him with too much Paffion; tell m e id on your duty tell m e true, Dorinda) What paft betwixt you and that horrid Creature? Dor. H o w , horrid, Sir? if any elfe but you fhould call it fo, indeed I fhould be angry. Profp. Go too! you are a foolifh Girl; but anfwer to what I ask, what thought \ ou when you fafrit ? ' Dor The Enchanted l/land. Dor At firft it ftar'd upon m e and feem'd wild"" 2+7 And then I trembled, yet it look'd fo lovely, that when I would have fled away my Feet feem'd faften'd to he ground Then it drew near, and with amazement askt 8 ' I o touch m y hand ; which, as a ranfom for m v life I gave: but when he had it, with a furious gripe H e put it to his Mouth fo eagerly, I was afrafd he Would have fwallow'd it. Profp. Well, what was his behaviour afterwards? T,Dor' ? e on a fudden grew fo tame and gentle, I hat he became more kind to m e than you are; i hen, Sir, I grew I know not how, and touching his hand Again m y heart did beat fo ftrong as I lackt breath i o anfwer what he ask'd. Profp You have been too fond, and I fhould chide you for it Dor Then fend m e to that Creature to be punifht/ J Profp• Poor Child ! thy Paffion like a lazy Ague • Has feiz'd thy Blood, inftead of ftriving thou humour'ft And feed'ft thy languifhing Difeafe: thou fight'ft The Battels of thy Enemy, and 'tis one part of what l tnreatn d thee, not to perceive thy danser. Dor. Danger, Sir? 6 If he would hurt me, yet he knows not h o w i H e hath no Claws, nor Teeth, nor Horns to hurt me, •But looks about him like a Callow-Bird Juft ftraggl'd from the Neft: pray truft me, Sir, T o go to him again. Profp. Since vou will venture, I charge you bear your felf referv'dly to him, Let him not dare to touch your naked hand, But keep at diftance from him. Dor. This is hard. Profp- It is the way to make him love you more ; H e will defpife you if you grow too kind. Dor I'll ftruggle with m y heart to follow this, But if I lofe him by it, will you promife T o bring him back again ? Profp. Fear not, Dorinda; But ufe him ill and he'll be yours for ever. Dor I hope you have not couzen'd m e again. [Exit Dorinda. A* W'- w m y d e f i 8 n s are gathering to a head. M y Spirits are obedient to m y charms. What, Ariel! m y Servant Ariel, where art thou ? Enter Ariel. Artel. W h a t wou'd m y potent Mafter ? here I am. y °JP' Thou and thy meaner Fellows your laft fervice Did worthily perform, and I muft ufe you in fuch another W o r k : how goes the day ? Ariel. O n the fourth, m y Lord, and on the fixth You faid our work fhould ceafe. Profp. And fo it fhall; And thou fhalt have the open Air at freedom. Ariel. Thanks m y great Lord. Profp. But tell m e firft, m y Spirit, H o w fares the Duke, m y Brother, and their Followers ? Ariel. Confin'd together, as you gave m e order, In the Lime-Grove which weather-fends your Cell; Within that Circuit up and down they wander, But cannot ftir one ftep beyond their compafs. Profp. H o w do they bear their forrows? Ariel. 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