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 | The Sultaness |  |
SCENE VII.
RoxanaAlone.
Which way shall I interpret what I see?
I am deceiv'd, betray'd; they both have held
A guilty, loving, curs'd Intelligence:
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Why shou'd she start and tremble? Why should he
Behold me with Astonishment and Horror?
To what unworthy Shame am I condemn'd!
Is this then the Reward of all my Love?
Have all my waking Cares and sleepless Nights,
My Plots, my dark Intrigues, my Breach of Faith,
My violated Vows and hated Treasons,
Serv'd only to promote a Rival's Interest?
Yet I may wrong my self, and him, and her,
And this may be th'Illusion of my Fears;
Wou'd she solicit with such a Zeal a Marriage,
Which must for ever root up all her Hopes?
Or cou'd his generous Heart repay me thus?
It cannot be; I fright my self with Shadows:
And yet, alas! dost thou not know too well
Love's Empire; what is Gratitude or Duty?
Those Ties shou'd bind thy Heart to Amurat,
If I consult my Reason then—Who's there?
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