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Show (D Oh ! That the Winds had hurPd m e in the Deep, My yytoour then had been fecure in Death, And I had never dreamt pf Love or Shame. Zjrma. Your Honour rn your brother is fecure, Your Wifhes inF/rotto'sFrkndlhip Bleft ; \ TheWinds yoi*blame, are wafting 'em to Cyprus,. " And you will foon embrace 'em and be fafe. Luein. O h never, never, 'tis but .now I heard From IJfamenea of ber Husbands Fate: She told m e ; how, wkh-Tears, or with Concern, With Groans, with .Horror, or in bitter Woe•? Did her Eyes Glow with Sorrow, or with Joy? Zj-rm. Her Husband too ? Luein. What means, this Sudden Start ? Thou art no ftranger to rborfamo's Crimes ;. Few Days are pale fince I beheld his Wife, Young, Healthy, Fair and Loving as a Bride;. W h o now Lies bury'd in her Silent Tomb, And w h o m She Cherifb'd molt, uiurps her Bed. %*rw. Too well I Lov'd her. and wai Lov'd too well, Or not to. know, or to forget her Wrongs: Luein- Say then, tho 11wu perhaps art of their Plots, A Spy upon m y -ysfttions and m y Grief, With thy falfe pitty to provoke m y Rage, And fit m e for their future deeds of Murder. Say by whbfe Hands thy Generous Milrrefsfell. Zjrm. W h v with thofe doubts will you cncieafe m y torment? W h y with tho(e hard fufpicions rack m y Scuil? COD!J m y Hearts Blood haVe ferv'd her when alive, O' could I with m y Lite revenge her Head, H o w freely would I BIcv; ? Luein. Thy honeft Tears Convirce m e dfthy Faith. O h thou w h o vilely halt abus'd thy Name,,, Thou train ofFriendfhipjGidrnude and Honour, H o w can thy Soul Content to taffe of Joy,' Wbilcthy Friend feafee ism her Marbie Cold! |