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Show r a I 4 OROONOKO. ^AXW^Sy you, s,, ? P/i You will be able to do a great deal ofM ChcL But we fhall prevent you .-Bring the Irons hitfe H e hfs'the Malice o f a Slave in h i m , and wou'd k * to be cutting his Mafters Throats. I k n o w him. CI, hU Hands and Feet, that he m a y not run overtop If they have him,they fhall carry him on their Backufc I can tell'em. c , .. As they are chaining him, Blanford enters, rum *'« Blan. What are you doing there. Capt. Securing the main Chance: This is a BofomE, flC ]?L Away, you Brutes i 111 anfwer with my Lifefor his Behaviour-, fo tell the Governor Capt. Flan. Well, Sir, fo w e will. £ [Exeunt Capt. and mt„ Oro Give m e a S w o r d , and I'll deferve your Truft, A Party of Indians enter, hurrying Imoinda «m»g i Slaves', another Party of Indians fufiam 'em rKrwfij, followed at a difiance by the Governor with the ttmi Blanford, Oroonoko join 'em Blan. Hell, and the Devil! they drive away our k, before our Faces. Governor, can you ftand tamely oj, and fufTerthis? Clemene,Sir, your Miftrefs is among a. . Gov. W e throw our felves away, in the attempts refcue 'em. . . Oro. A Lover cannot fall more glorious, Than in the caufe of Love. He that deferves His Miftrefs Favour wonnot ftay behind: I'll lead vou on, be bold, and follow me. 111 lead y o u ^ ^ ^ ^ w ofth timmfAm the Indians with a great put, beats in] Enter Imoinda. Imo. I'm toft about by ^T^^^J^nu And no where muft have Reft; Indians, cr Enjih Whoever has me, 1 am ftill a Slave. . O R O O N O K O ; tlf flo matter whofe I am, fmce I'm no more $y Royal Mafter's; fince I'm his-no more. Q j was happy ! nay, I wil|,be happy, In the dear thought that I a m ftill his Wife, Tho' far divided from him. [Draws off to a corner of the Stagel jfter a Shout, enter the Governor with O r o o n o k o , Blanford, Stan m o r e , and the Planters. Gov. Thou glorious Man! thou fornething greater fure Than C&far ever was! that fingle Arm Has fav'd us all: Accept our general Thanks. [All bow to Oroonoko. And what w e can do more to Recompenc^ Such noble Services, you fhall command. famine too fhall thank you fhe is fafe-- Look up, and blefs your brave Deliverer. [Brings Clemene forward, looking down on the Ground.' Oro. Blefs m e indeed! Blan. You ftart! Oro. O all you Gods! Who govern this great World, and bring about Things ftrange, and unexpected, can it be ? Gov. What is't you ftare at fo ? Oro. Anfwer m e fome of you, you w h o have Power, And have your Senfes free: Or are you all Struck thro' with wonder too ? [Looking ftill fixt on her. Blan. What wou'd you know ? Oro. My Soul fteals from m y Body thro' m y Eyes: All that is left of Life, I'll gaze away, And die upon the Pleafure. Gov. This is ftrange! Oro. If you but mock m e with her Image here: It flie be not Imoinda [She looks upon him, and falls into a Swoon, he runs to her. (he faints! Nay then it muft be fhe: It is Imoinda; 'y Heart confeffes her, and leaps for joy, o welcome her to her o w n Empire here. feel her all, in every part of m< let m e prefs her in m y eager A r m s, |