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Show C 31 ) Iffa. Tell me ; did Jopano dye at Venice, At Sea, or was he Murder'd ? Jop. I have laid Too much, tho'fince you force m e ftill tofpeak, H e was, and by the Governours Command. M y felf a witnefs of his Death .• Iffa. For ever blafted be thy fight, T h y Tongue accurs'd. M a y all the Plagues which ever vext the World, In one united, on the Murd'rer fall And ruin univerfal wait on mine. Jop. T o them by w h o m he Dyyd you owe your Power, Your Glory, Riches and exalted State; By this you are become the firft in Cyprus, T o Live in> equal Pomp with Eagern Queens; Whatever they deferve themfelves, their Gift Sure merits fbmething kinder than a Curfe. Iffa. This Slave may yet be ufeful in m y vengeance* And I muft footh him, till m y work is done. A dreadful work for Nature and m y Sex, A deadly Potion for m y thirfty Soul; But fixt as Fates unalterable will, And ends in death the Cure of all m y woes. Forgive me Honeft Moor ! I was to blame, Did I not hear thee vow when firft w e met, That Cyprus ere the Morning fhould be fafe ? T o Night revenge m e on my cruel Husband, Revenge the Murder'd Jopano. And half this Wealth for thy reward is thine, I'll be the fair Companion of thy flight; A gentle Miftrefs, and a faithful Friend. [Smiling. jop. She's Infamous by Heav'n ! But I muft hafte, Time wattes* and Fate has mighty things to do: So much the promife of your favour won me; Your will fhall be obey'd. 1 |
