Camilla | ||
SCENE X.
Pren.Dorinda, ah! could you my Heart discover,
You there would find a soft and tender Lover.
Cam.
A Prince's Favour surely is Divine,
Nor should it, like the Sun, on Wretches shine.
Pren.
A Prince's Love, like second Fate,
Doth a low Object new create.
Cam.
But when he makes unequal Choice,
He stands condemn'd by publick Voice.
Camilla | ||