——

[Weeps.

Flor. But fear you not t'offend his peaceful Ghost, By breaking with the Man he destin'd yours?

Aur. 'Tis not my Fault: and just Heaven must forgive What Heaven decrees——Yes, 'tis my cruel Stars That made my Heart inconstant to Alonzo, 'Tis with Regret I break my plighted Faith; In vain I strive to check my new-born Love, I cannot, cannot live without Bassino.

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Flor. Madam, I wish your Passion ne'er prove fatal, But much I fear this inauspicious Match. 

Enter Bassino, Armando.

 Aur. May Heaven avert th' unlucky Combination Of our presaging Thoughts: For, know, I tremble too— But here's the man that will dispel my Fears.

Arm. to Bass. My Lord, remember To keep your Resolution.

Bass. to Arm. Yes—I will keep it—[To Aur.] Madam, you will pardon A Morning Visit, when you know what Reasons Press'd me to fix it on this early Hour.—— By Letters from the Court I was last Night Commanded to return with Speed to Turin, And thence let out for France, to represent My Sovereign Liege in solemn Embassy. This Day I must prepare to take my Journey, Tho' 'tis with killing Grief I leave my dear, My fair Aurelia——[To Arm.] Now, my Armando.

you will pardon

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Arm. My Lord, 'tis well: But still be on your Guard, The dreadful Shock comes on——

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Aur. This Day be gone! What means my Lord! Oh! Heaven, My boding Fears are come to pass: I see A Cloud of Woes just ready to o'erwhelm me. Is't possible! how can that Form divine Harbour such Treachery! Is then Bassino false? Say, perjur'd Man, how often did you swear This happy Day should make you mine for ever! How can you now forget your solemn Vows? Why have I met with this inhuman Usage?

 Bass. Madam, my Prince's Orders Are absolute: My Honour is concern'd.

Aur. Must a vain Title be preferr'd to Love? But no—You never lov'd——'twas base 

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