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Show So 7he Hiflory of George Barnwell. Thor. Proceed. . ' 5/zr«. ' Tis wonderful, that W o r d s fhould charm Def. pair, fpeak Peace and Pardon to a Murderer's Con. leieace, but Truth and Mercy flows in every Sentence, attended with Force and Energy Divine. H o w flail defcribe m y prefent State of Mind ? I hope in doubt, and trembling I rejoice : I feel ray Gnet increafe, eyei as m y Fears give way. Joy and Gratitude now %ly more Tears, than the Anguifh of Defpair before. Thor. Thefe are the genuine Signs of true Repented, the only Preparatory, the eertain way to everlafting Peace. O the Joy it gives to fee a Soul form'd and prepar'd for Heaven/ For this the faithful Minifter de o es himfelf to Meditation, Abftinence, and Prayer Ihunning the va^n Delights of fenfual Joys, and daily dies, that othervmay live lor ever. For this he turns tU ficred Volumes o'er, and fpends his Life in painful Sean1 of.Truth. The Love of Riches, and the Luft of Pow er, he W ; s upon with juft Contempt and Deteftation who oniy counts forWealth the Souls he win?, and wholi high Ambition is to ferve Mankind. If the Reward all his Pains be to preferve one Soul from wandennj or turn one Soul from the Error of his Ways, howd he then rejoice, and own his little Labours paid ? Barn. What do I owe for all your generous Kin nefs ? but tho' I cannot, Heaven can and will i you. Thcr Too fee thee thus, is Joy too .great for Farewel, Heaven ftrengthen the • Farewell. Tarn. O ! Sir, there's fe.mething I could fay,"0 fad fwell ng Heart wou'd ^ive m e Leave. Thor. Gi\e it vent awhile, and try. Barn. I had a Friend ; 'tis true I am «nw*J yet mechinks your generous Example might pe™ Co aid I not fee him, before I go from whence there Return? . eV Thcr. He's coming, and as much thy Friend.a fe hut I'll not anticipate his Sorrow, too foon hell fad Eife-ct of his contagious Ruin. This ^ ° r ^ The London Merohant: Or, 5 * aomeftkk Mifeyy bears too hard upon me, I muftretire te indulge a Weaknefs I £nd impoftibie to overcome Mijchlov'd, and much lamented Youth, F'ireI wtl. Heaven ftrengthen thee Eternally fare^ wel. fan. Thebeftof Maftcrs, and of M e n , Farewe - while I live, lat me not want your Pnyers. I Thcr. Thou fhalt not; , bear a little longer the Pains that attend this tranlitery Life, and ceafe from Pain for ever. [ Exit Thorowgood. Barn. Perhaps I fhall. I find a Power within, that bears m y Soul above the Fears 6i Death, and gives m e a Tafteof Pleafure more than mortal. Enter Trueman and Keepers. Keep. Sir, there's the Prifoner. " Exit Keeper. Barn. Trueman ' m y Friend, who I fo wifh'd to fee ; yet now he's here, I dare not look upon him T Weeps Tr. O Brwell I Barnwell! Bari. Mercy! Mercy! gracious Heaven! for Death, but not for this was I prepar'd. Tr. What have I fuffer'd fince I faw you laft ? , What Pain hath Abfence given m e ? but oh 1 to fee tiiee thus. Ban. I know it is dreadful! I know the Anguifh of % generous Soul, but I was born to murder all w h o love r 3 1 C a m e n o t Y ? r r ° a C 1 h y0lV,X t h o uShtt0 bri«"you vomtort, -- but I'm deceived. For I have none •!! conr*;^ . u.., *, dIl? .lnno-ent, like vou. ran n*V me what • Tr. N o more of thxt T , py |