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Show My Wife dying prefentlj after you left usjbe Paffton I felt forl(\2Lmcnea,bat forc'd me to marry her. Hell andConfufion. I therefore deftre you to difpofe of htr Hus band^ which you may eaftly do at Sea,inyour return ; this Service will obligeme to be eternally yours, and make you as welcome to me as you will be to your Miflrefs. Your real Friend, Phorfano. Oh, m y Virotto, whither a m I fain ? H a ! I lhall grow a Traitor to m y felf And tamely yield her to the Monfters arms. Let m e be bafely hooted thro* the World, The Scorn of Fools, and every Villains jeft, If I refute not either Food or Sleep, Till I have brought 'em from their height of Pleafure,, L o w as the Earth,and dafht 'em thus to pieces. Hold ! you forget;this Fury will deftroy thee; Allarm the Tyrant, and fecure his Conqueft : Didft thou not promife m e thou woud'ft be patient? Say to the Ocean, when it boils, be Calrn^ Bid the four W i n d s that with his Billows W a r , Be hufht, and when they hear thee, I'll obey .• O h for unheard of Tortures, Plagues and Racks T o tear their wanton Limbs,and wound their Souls, That living they may feel the Paines of Hell, And I be made Immortal by revenge. Rerru aber to be juft, as thou'rt levere; Let not the guiltlefs with the guilty bleed, Vhorfanoby thy death might hope to gain W h a t elfe he never cou'd pretend to win ; Thismifchief, tho* conceiv'd, perhaps is yet Unborn, and \ffamenea innocent. Say, is it poftible fhe may be true ? Say it again, 'tis mufick to m y Ear ; And every thought that tends to this,is Heav'n. But if 1 find her falfe, by all the pow'rs Of |