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Show w • A I 9 4 The MISTAKE. Cam. Becaufe I lov'd. Ifab. And don't you do fo now? C*w. 1 do, and therefore 'tis I make thefe cruel juft *1Kthat Love, I find, can do any thing. Cam. Indeed it can: Its Powers are wondrous great, its Pains no Tongue can tell its Blift no Heart conceive, Crowns cannot recompense its Torments Heav n fcaice fupplies its Joys. My Stake is of this Value; O counfel me how I fhall fave it. Ifab. Alas! that Counfel's much beyond my Wifdom's Force, "l fee no way to help you. Cam. And yet 'tis fure there s one. Ifab. What ? Cam. Death. , , _ , ifab. There poffibly may be. another; I have a Thought this moment perhaps there s nothing ra it; vet a fmall Paffage comes to m y Remembrance that 1 regarded little when it happen d - - 1 • » g° ™ fear* for one may be ot ferv.ee. But hold 5, Ifee Don Carlos: He'll but difturb us now, let us avoidI him. r Exeunt Camillo and Ifabella. Enter Don Carlos and Sancho. Car Repuls'd again'. This is not to be borne. What tho this Villain's Story be a Falfhood, was I to Same to hearken to it? This Ufage cannot be fup- •nnrfpd • H o w was it frie treated thee ? V San Nev« was Ambaflador worfe receiv'd. Ma-dam my Mafter asks ten thoufand Pardons, and hum- ^ b e g T o n e moment's ^ e r v i e w : - - B e gone you Rafcal vou. Madam, what Anfwer (ball I give my S S t e ? y!l-Tell him he's a Villain. Indeed, fa.r T ,iJ i think this is hafty T r e a t m e n t - - Here, ray S m e n , tofs me this ftlL out at the Window; and away fhe went to her Devotions. £." Ss -^faSm; with half-,fcore Rogues J Z S t f l think our Deftinies are much a , Sir: And, o'my Confcience, a couple ot leurvy J a we are hampei'd with. car. 4 ^ M I S T A K E . ICK C4r. Ungrateful Woman, to receive wi.l, r,„u r- * tex.fo Hthka,arn of a H^3^.^ Car. What, no Allowance to be madP tn A . * * T U„~ r rr »• , * ' as my Sufpicions were have I long fuffer'd them to arraign her ? > V «S*w. No. cle^hcrf ^ ' Wa"d f°r °aths 0t **?**>•* t, San. No. Crfr. Nay, even now is not the whole World ftill m fufpence about her ? whilft I ajone conclude her inno-cent. San. 'Tis'very true. 9^r- L Sj?e might, methinks, thro this profound Re- Ipeft, obferve a Flame another would have cherilh'd; ihe might fupport m e againft groundlefs Fears, and fave me from a Rival's Tyranny 5 fhe might releafe me from thefe cruel Racks, and wou'd, no doubt, if fhe cou'd love as I do. * San. Ha, ha, ha. Car. But fince fhe don't, what do I whining here * Curfe on the bafe Humilities of Love. San. Right. Car. Let Children kifs the Rod that fleas them, lee Dogs lie down and lick the Shoe that fpurns them. San. Ay. Car. I am a Man by Nature meant for Power; the Scepter's given us to wield, and we betray our Truffc whenever we meanly lay it at a Woman's Feet. San. True, we are Men, boo-^-Come, Mafter, let us both be in a Paffion ; here's my Scepter, [Shewing a Cudgel.'] Subject Jacinta, look about you. Sir, was you ever in Mufcovy ? the W o m e n there love the M en dearly; why? becaufe ,- [shaking his Stick] there's your Love-powder for you. Ah, Sir, were we but wife and ftout, what work fhou'd we make with them ? But this humble Love-making fpoils them all. A rare way Indeed to bring matters about with them j we are per-] I 2 fuadinj |