with impious Language, For which I beg Forgiveness: Generous Lady, Let not my Soul depart with Guilt opprest. —— Pla. As I forgive you, so may Heaven me. Bass. Oh! Placentia! Oh! my Wife! Aur. One thing more, and I'm happy—— Were but Alonzo here, that I might ask Forgiveness for my Falshood! But, alas! My Spirits faint within my frozen Veins, And every Thing seems double to my Sight: Oh! How I dread the uncertain future State! —— Bass. Unhappy Maid! Oh! my once dear Aurelia! Curst, Curst Bassino! Oh! my Wife! How dare I stand the View of both these injured Women! Oh! Heaven! Why name I Heaven! Heaven will not hear A Wretch like me——No, even Hell wants Torment Proportion'd to my Guilt—Oh! my Placentia! Oh! —— Pla. Oh! my dear Lord, I cannot see you thus: Live, live, my Lord; be happy when I'm dead. Nay, for your Sake, I with Aurelia too May live to make you happy—— —— Bass. Oh! Hold! Heap not more Curses on me by your Kindness; I wish that she might live, but not for me. Only to clear me from her guilty Blood——Oh! Placentia! —— Pla. Rise, my Lord, rise: Do not indulge your Woe, Your Sighs atone for all, and make e'en Death a pleasure—— I see him coming, he will soon be here—— —— —— Bass. No, I will never rise: ne'er see the Day. The Sun would blush to shine on such an impious Wretch. Here let me lie, and tear with these curst Hands [Tears the Ground in a distracted Manner. A Passage thro' the Earth, and hide my Face for ever. [Tears the Ground in a distracted Manner. Alon. (Within.) Where where's this Villain? Where's Bassino? Aur. 'Tis Alonzo's Voice. Oh! fly, my Lord, fly from his just Revenge. Enter Alonzo hastily.
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