Thing, For such I'm sure thou art—— —— Pla. Common! Proud Wretch——by Heaven that Word gives Wings To my Revenge—Vile Creature, die— [Stabs her. —— [Stabs her. Aur. Help,—Murder, murder—— —— Enter Bassino. Bass. Ha—That to thy Heart——[Kills Plac.] Wer't thou a Demi-god And durst attempt this Shrine, thus should'st thou fall— —— Pla. (Falling.) Oh! Bassino! Oh! Aur. Oh! hold, my Lord, what has your Rashness done? I only should have dy'd——I'll not upbraid Your Treachery—No, 'tis the Hand of Heaven That guides the Stroke that takes my guilty Life, For being faithless to Alonzo. —— Bass. Talk not of Death, my fair, my dear Aurelia; That very Sound does harrow up my Soul. But who art thou, whose sacrilegious Hand Durst to profane the Temple of my Love? Pla. I am your Wife—Your loving Wife Placentia. Oh! pardon this rash Deed; blame jealous Love— And grace me with a Sigh, that I may die contented. Bass. My Wife! and kill'd by me! Under what Load of Miseries I stand! Oh! Horror! Horror! Infinity of Guilt! Hurl now your vengeful Bolts, Almighty Powers, On my devoted Head! Oh! I have wrong'd you both: Deceiv'd you basely: Thus prostrate on the Ground, let me beg Pardon: [Throws himself on the Ground. I do not ask it with Design to live. [Throws himself on the Ground. Aur. Oh! dear Bassino live: And try to save her, for she's innocent: We only are in Fault—— I urg'd my wretched Fate
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