Bir. Should he now find he was the instrument

Elw. 'Twere most dreadful!

Bir. Nor will return before his sov'reign comes.

Elw. Talk not of his return! this coward heart

Dou. Madam, your pardon—

Elw. What disturbs my lord?

Dou. Nothing.—Disturb! I ne'er was more at ease.

Elw. How? the king?

Dou. And 'tis Lord Raby's pleasure

Elw. Must I, my lord?

Dou. Now to observe how she receives the news!

[aside.

Elw. I must not,—cannot.—By the tender love

Dou. Enchanting sounds! she does not wish to go—

[aside.

Elw. The bustling world, the pomp which waits on greatness,

Dou. O music to my ears! [aside.] Can you resolve

Elw. My lord, retirement is a wife's best duty,

Dou. My soul's in transports! [aside] But can you forego

Elw. These are delights in which the mind partakes not.

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