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Show h o 2o G453 f overy 3 Will to doe what, but what Heaven firft d cree Our Actions then are neither good nor ill Since from eternal Caufes they proceed Our Paffions, Fear and Anger, Love and H te Mere fenflefs Engins that are mov'd b Fate Like Ships on {tormy Seas, without 2 Gui e 1A w i Toft by the Winds, and driven by the Tyde Enter Torrifmond Zor. Am I not rudely bold, and prefs t o ofte Into your prefence, Madam > If I am Qu. No more; leftI fhowd chide you for you ftay ~ Where have you been: and, How cou'd you fuppof That Icou'd live thefe two long hours without you Zor. O, words to charm an Angel from his orb Welcome, as kindly Showres to long. parch'd Earth But T have beca in fuch a difmal plac Where Joy neer enters, which the Sun ne'er cheersBound in with Darknefs, over-fpread with Damps Where 1 have feen (if I cou'd fay, I faw The good old King majeftick in his Bonds And ‘midft his Griefs moft venerably great By a dim winking Lamp, which feebly brok The gloomy Vapors, he lay ftretch'd alon Upon the unwholefome Earth; his Eyes fix'd upward': And ever and"anon a filent Tca Stole down and trickld from his hoary Beard Qu. O Heaven, what have I done! my gentle Love Here end thy fad difcourfe, and, for my fake Caft off thefe fearfull melancholy thoughts Zor. My Heart is wither'd at that piteous-Sight As early Blofloms are with Eaftern blafts ~ Heg fent for me, and, whileI rais''d his Head He threw hisaged Armes about my Neck And feeing that I wept he prefsd me clofe S0, leaning Cheek to Cheek and Eyesto Eyes, We mingled Tears ina dumb Scene of Sorrow Qu: Forbear: you know not how you wound'my Soul. Zor. Can you have Grief, and not have Pity toa He told me; when my Fatherdid return He had a wondrous Secret to difclofe He kifsd'me, blefs'd me, pay, hecalld me Scay S |