 | The Noble Ingratitude |  |
SCENE VII.
Zegry Ormin.Zegry.
A busines of importance? oh that word
Redoubleth my affliction; to marry
Fatima, without doubt, is his design:
Oh Heavē? hast thou ordain'd that, to make up
The full proportion of my misery,
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Alas! if this be true, grief, sure will kill me;
Dear Ormin, let us use our best indeavour
To hinder this misfortune; I expect
My only remedy from thy advise.
The most resplendent wit yeildeth to thine
In point of knowledge, I have observ'd in thee
Something thats great, and extraordinary;
Thy judgment charms me, and thy care surpriseth me.
ORmin.
Sir, I'm your Slave, and glory to be so.
Zegry.
No, no, I make thee free, henceforth be thou
Thy Masters friend.
ORMIN,
The sweetest liberty
Pleaseth my fancy lesse then the chains which
I bear for you.
ZEGRY.
This zeal so little common,
Makes me grow tender, and amazeth me.
Quit, quit thy fetters, Ormin, I commmand it,
Be free.
Ormin.
Since tis your pleasure, I obey;
Alas! what have I said, Love, can I be
At liberty, when my heart is not free?
| The Noble Ingratitude | |