The Perjur'd Husband; or, The Adventures of Venice. A Tragedy
draw——But ere the fatal Stroke Is past Recal, I swear Aurelia's Virtue Is clear and spotless, like Diana's self: Nor was I prompted on this early Visit, But with Design to take my last Farewel, Having last Night receiv'd my Prince's Orders To haste to Turin——Therefore if I fall, I hope she'll meet with Mercy——Now come on.

[Aside.

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Alon. Hold, hold, my Lord; Oh! could I credit this, I would ask Pardon, and entreat your Friendship.

Bass. 'Tis true, upon my Honour—— But if you doubt my Words, I'm ready—— Tho' I have Reason to decline this Combat, At least at present——Oh! Placentia! [Aside. Oh! my Placentia! why should I abuse thee?

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[Aside.

Alon. My Lord, you seem disturb'd——

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Bass. Oh! Alonzo! Alonzo! Should I acquaint you with my wretched Fate, You'd find that Life itself is grown a Burden, I cannot bear, since I can ne'er be happy. But 'tis a Story that must ne'er be told, Let it suffice, to settle your Repose, That Turin holds the Cause of my Misfortunes.

Alon. Then I am happy:      [Aside. My Lord, I wish 'twere in my Power to serve you, I'd do it as a Friend——

[Aside.

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Bass. Generous Sir, I thank you; As far as I am capable, I am Alonzo's.      [Exit Alonzo. Oh! Force of treacherous Love! to gain my End, I wrong a Wife, a Mistress, and a Friend.

[Exit Alonzo.

[Exit Bassino.


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