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Scæna Prima.
Enter Ismenia and Aminta.Ism.
O thou false,
Am.
Do your daringst, he's mine owne,
Soul and body mine, church and chamber mine,
Totally mine.
Ism.
Darst thou face thy falshood?
Am.
Shall I not give a welcom to my wishes
Come home so sweetly: farewell your company
Till you be calmer woman.
Exit.
Ism.
Oh what a heap
Of misery has one night brought with it.
Ent. Ant.
Ant.
Where is he? do you turn your shame from me?
You'r a blind Adultresse, you know you are.
Ism.
How's that Antonio?
Ant.
Till I have vengeance,
Your sin's not pardonable: I'll have him,
If hell hide him not: y'have had your last of him.
Exit.
Ism.
What did he speak? I understood him not,
He calld me a foul name, it was not mine,
He took me for another sure.
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Bel.
Hah? are you there?
Where's your sweet heart? I have found you Traytor
To my house: wilt league with mine enemie?
You'll shed his blood, you'll say: hah? will you so?
And fight with your heels upwards? No Minion,
I have a husband for you, since y'are so ranck,
And such a husband as thou shalt like him,
Whether thou wilt or no: Antonio?
Ism.
It thunders with the storm now.
Bel.
And to night
I'll have it dispatch'd: I'll make it sure, I,
By to morrow this time thy Maiden-head
Shall not be worth a Chicken, if it were
Knockt at an out-cry: go, I'll ha'ye before me:
Shough, shough, up to your coop, peay Hen.
Ism.
Then I'll try my wings.
Exit.
Bel.
I, are you good at that? stop, stop thief, stop there.
Exit.
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