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Show 20 The London Merchant: Or, unwelcome Gueft ; I fcar'd as much - - t h e Unhappy are fo every where. Barn. Will nothing but m y utter R u m content you ? Mill. Unkind and cruel! loft myfelf, your Happinefs is now m y only Care. Barn. H o w did you gain Admiflion ? Mill. Saying we were 'defired by your Uncle to vifit and deliver a Meflage to you, w e were receiv'd by the Family, without Sufpicion, and with much Refpecl con. dueled here. Barn. W h y did you come at all ? M/7/. I will never trouble you more; I'm come to take m y Leave far ever. Such is the Malice of Fate, I go hopelefs, riefpairing ever to return. This Hourii all I have Itl't me. One fliort H o u r is all I have to be-flow on Love and you, for w h o m I thought the longei! Life too fhort. Barn. Then we are met to part for ever ? Milt. It muft befo • yet thinjfc not that Time or Abfence fhall ever put a Period to m y Grief, or make m e love you lefs ; tho' I muft leave you, yet condemn m e not. Barn. Condemn you ' N o , I approve your Refolutioo, and rejoice to hear it ; 'tisjuft--'tis neceffary,- I ha'.e well weigh'd, and found it fo. Lucy. I'm afraid the young M a n has more Senfe than fhe thought hthad. (Ajik> Barn. Before you came, I had determin'd never tof« you more. Mill. Confufion ! Lucy. A y ! we are all out; this is a Turn foW& pected, that I fhall make nothing of m y Part; they mot e'en play the Scene betwixt themfelves. ( ¥l Mill. 'Twas fome Relief to think, tho' Abfent, f would love m e ftill; but to find, though Fortune » been indulgent, that you, more cruel and incoaftant, W refolv'd to caft m e off This, as I never coul-cxped, I have not learnt to bear. Bam. I am fbrry to hear you blame in m e a Rtf^ on that fo well becomes us both. Mill. I have Reafon for'what I do, but yw]f none, The Hiflory of George Barnwell. 23 Bam. Can we have a Reafon for parting, whohav<w,"gh many to wifh we had nev,er met ? X Mill. Look on me Barnwell; am I deform d or old, ,j that Satiety ft foon fucceeds Enjoyment? Nay, look \ again, am I not fheAvhom yeftt.day you thought the faireft and the kindeft of her "Sex ? whofe Hand trembling with Extacy, you preft and moulded thus, when on my Eyes you gaz'd with fuch Delight, as if Defire in-creas'd by being fed. Barn. N o more, let me repent m y former Follies, if poffiblc, without rememb'ring what they were. Mill. W h y ? Barn. Sueh is my Frailty, that'tis dangerous- Mill. Where is the Danger, fince we are to part ? Bam. The thoughts of that already is too painful. Milt. If it be painful to part, then I may hope at ieaft you do not hate me? Bam. No, - no, 1 never faidl did, O m y Heart ! Mill. Perhaps you Pity m e ? Barn. I do, 1 do, Indeed I do. Mill. You'll think upon me ? Barn. Doubt it not, while I can think at all. Mill. You may judge an Embrace at parting too zrezt ' / r ^ ' n T n K 1 ' w r o u l d bethe laft. ( He drrwback.) office. f; revolt forever. I farewell, ( Ex tint Millwood and Lucy Barn. If to refolve to fufterbe to conquer have conquer'd Painful Victory ! : Re-enter Millwood and Lucy. Mill. One thing I had forgot . T return to my own Houfe a^in »k T " "eVer mil(l to let you know, leaft v o m M i n i * Vih 0\, g h t ?V°?«r you fhou'd feek n n n f d ft.° 'ld c h a nge, and thisfecondlntrfinn r 1 me tnere- Forgive m c itE awrans., Iy heotp ei t is kind. &r it. '> and I muft thank B Mill |