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Show ( v> ) Themfelves condemn'd, and w h o m they punifh'd prais'd. Iffa. Thou talk'ft as if thou hadit forgot the price; M y Gold, m y felf and Liberty, were thefe Too weak to Combat with thy fears. Bale Coward / But there are others w h o for lets reward Will rid m e of m y Foes, and thee the worft. Jop. Cou*d you convince m e when your will's pcrfornVd, I might at leaft expect to be forgiven; You foon fhou'd be content, but iPtwere done, And you too late repent his hafty doom, H o w then fhall I efcape, or hope for Mercy ? Iffa. Canft thou imagine I fhould mourn for him W h o Robb'd m e of m y Husband and m y Honour > Jop. D o you not Love, nor have you never Lov'd him ? Perhaps his changing Nature has provok'd you, And all this boafted Fury is no more Than mean refentment for your flighted Love. For fure the M a n w h o in a Night prevail'd, Muft have more Charms then one as foon forgot, a^w Iffa. True His ingratitude at firft allarm'd va% f But when I knew his Treafon to his Friend, D o w guilty he had made himfelf, and me, It ftruck m y Soul with Horror and Remorfe, And what was Vengeance then, is Juftice now, Jop. Has he not plac'd you on the height of Glory, And deck't you like the Goddefs of this Ifle, While Jopano by his daily care Cou'd lcarce fupport you in his humble ftate, For Love was all the Fortune he cou'd boaft ? Iffa. N o more. As well thou mayft compare that odious Face To this, or what is faireft in oar Sex, As fct the Monfterto m y view with him. In him was ev'ry Vertue, ev'ry Grace, As ev'ry Viceis in his Rival found Be |
