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Show r 3«) Vir. What M a n can love, and yet be .always wife, So nigh the Blefling, w h o could fear the leaft T o lofe his wifh and not grow M a d like m e f Luc. Muft I for your diftcmpers be the talk, The laughter of the World ? But fare this hour Were better for m y Brothers fafety fpent •• His danger calls you to his fpeedy aid, Your care of him will prove your Love to me. And in your fervice I forget your Crime. Vir. Our Friend this Night's contriving h o w to gee His Wife aboard the Fleet: If Fortune fmiles T o morrow w e will part for Venice, ail There to inform the Senate how this Iflc Beneath Pborfanfa Tyranny has groan'd. Pie wait on yours and Jopanfs Fate, I'le.feek and watch your Brother, leaft he turns The Fury on himfelf which n ow H e aims at them: expect m e with you foon. M y Duty wakeful as the Tyrants Luft, Luc. M a y your good Angels guard you from his Treafbnsi Nor Earth nor Hell againft your caufe prevail. Help'em ye Saints Propitious todiftrefs, Direct the Winds to drive us from this fhore. And never may w e Land on Cyprus more. The end of the Fourth JeJv A CT |