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Show ?6 The FAIR PENITENT. And better far, it fhou'd be left for thee, And all that 1 wou'd keep fhou'd be Horatio. So when the Merchant fees his VcfTel loft, Tho' richly freighted from a foreign Coaft, Gladly, for Life, the Treafure he wou'd give, And only wifhesto efcape, and live. Gold and his Gains no more emplow his Mind, But driving o'er the Billows with the Wind, Cleaves to one faithful Plank, and leaves the reft behind. [Exeunt,, A C T IV. S C E N E I. S C E N E , ^ Garde Enter Altamont. t? Alt. 1%\ / " 1 T H what unequal lempers are we form'd r *r One Day the Soul, fupine with Eafe and Fiji-nefs, Revels fecure, and fondly tells herfclf, The Hour of Evil can return no more; T h e next, the Spirits pall'd, and fick of Riot, T urn all to Difcord, and we hate our Beings, Curfe the paft Joy, and think it Folly all, And Bitternefs, and Anguifh. O h ! laft Night! What has ungrateful Beauty paid m e back, For all that Mafs of Friendfhp which I fquander'd? Coldnefs, Averfion, Tears, and fullen Sorrow, Dafh'd all m y Blifs, and d*mp'd by Bridal Bed. Soon as the Morning dawn'd, fhe vanifh'd from ml, Relentlefs to the gentle Call of Love. I have loft a Friend, and I have gain'd a Wife' Turn not to Thought, m y Brain ', but let me find Some unfrequented Shade, there lay m e down, And let forgetful Dulnefs ftcal upon me, T o foften and aftwa<*e this Pa'n of thmkinff. The FAIR PENITENT. $7 Enter Lothario and Califta. Loth. Weep not, m y Fair, but let the G o d of Love Laugh in thy Eyes, and revel in thy Heart, Kindle again his Torch, and hold it high, To light us to new Joys; nor let a Thought Of Difcord, or D fqukt paft, moleft thee; But to a long Oblivion give thy Cares, And let us melt the prefent Hour in Blifs. Cal. Seek not to footh m e with thy falfe Endearmcrts, To charm me with thy Softnefs: 'Tis in vain; Thou canft no more betray, nor I be ruin'd. The Hours of Folly, and of fond Delight, Are wafted all and fled $ thofe that remain Are doom'd to Weeping, Anguifh: and Repentance. I come to charge thee with a long Account Of all the Sorrows I have known already, And all 1 have to come5 thou haft undone me. Loth. Unjuft Califta.' doft thou call it R u n, To love as we have done; to melt, to langu.fh, To wi/h forfomewhat cx.quifiiely happy, And then to be bleft ev'n to that Wifh's Height^ lo die with Joy, and ftraight to live again, Speechlefe to gaze, and witn tumultuous Tranfport rr- J JI '' et mC hear no more ' l cannot bear it! lis deadly to remember3 let that Night, I hat guilty Night, be blotted from the Year, LetiX/ X°"\i^ or Mufick know *P Let it be dark and defolate, no Stars lo glitter o V it; let it wifh for Light, Fo T' \ & 1 t \nd Vain]y • * the D a w n ; T o S o ^ Sadly ^^^^lXkh°WthtT^ ^ n???^ *'• »&** W (CeiVer Ten thnJf. AZ* and tend"ly proteft, /heard And" t*£S?* % ^ ^ be only mine, ^ And vet K.k IJ1 •n ' would be only mine: W behold, fhe has given herftl y f away; C 3 Fled |