And, to confirm thy name, secure thy honour,

   Make one great sacrifice of love to justice.

 [Exeunt. 

     ACT THE FOURTH. 

 SCENE I. 

 A Chamber. 

 Adelaide discovered. 

Adelaide

 Adel. Woe treads on woe.—Thy life, my Theodore,

   Thy threaten'd life, snatch'd from the impending stroke,

   Just gave a moment's respite to my heart;

   And now a mother's grief, with pangs more keen,

   Wakes every throbbing sense, and quite o'erwhelms me.

   Her soul wrapp'd up in his, to talk thus to her!

   Divorce her, leave her, wed with Isabel,

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   And call on Heaven, to sanctify the outrage!

   How could my father's bosom meditate

   What savage tongues would falter even to speak?

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