Enter Alonzo. Flor. Oh! Heaven! where will this end? Aur. Ha—— [Aside. The Gods have sent him to decide my Fate, How now! how dare you meet my angry View? Or think I'll e'er forgive the base Affront This very Day you offer'd to my Fame? —— [Aside. Alon. Just Heaven refuses not a Penitent, Therefore I cannot think that fair Aurelia, Whose Charms are all divine, should fail in Goodness. Oh! let my Love atone for my rash Deed: The Count and I are Friends, why should Aurelia be more severe? more severe? Aur. He lives, blest News! Do then rash Actions speak your Love to me? Must I in publick bear with your Insults Before I'm yours? what must I then expect When the strict Ties of Marriage shall confirm Your jealous Passions? No, you have taught me to avoid the Shelf I was just running on——know, base Alonzo, That from this Moment I resume my Freedom, I disengage you from your former Vows, And will henceforth be Mistress of myself. —— Alon. Ha—— [Aside. This sudden Coldness has another Spring Than my rash Carriage——Oh! my jealous Fears; But I'm resolv'd to trace her winding Thoughts, And fetch the Secret forth—— Madam, I hope you do but try my Love: I cannot think Aurelia would be false. Besides, you can't recal what's register'd in Heaven. —— [Aside. —— —— Aur. Then stay till we come there——There you'll have Witness. —— have Witness.
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