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The Sultaness | ||
SCENE III.
Roxanaalone.
At length my Rival has reveal'd her Guilt;
Upon her Faith, I founded all my Hopes;
All my fond Hopes, of Love and Bajazet.
Six tedious Months, each Anxions Night and Day,
I thought Atalida, my Friend, I thought
She was the faithful Guardian of my Love:
And lo! six tedious Months, each Night and Day,
I her most faithful Slave have watch'd for her,
Guarded her softest, dearest, odious Moments.
False Woman! Doating Fool! Oh! 'tis too plain,
My Misery is painted on her Visage;
Tho' whelm'd in Grief, yet still a glimmering Hope
Points thro', and tells her Bajazet is hers;
His Life, his Life alone is all her Care,
But let him live or die, still I am lost.
What! shall I wait 'till she explains her Perfidy
With her own Mouth? 'Tis Time to act, Roxana,
The Sultan comes apace, fierce Orcan threatens;
Let 'em both die, I'll wait no farther Proof.
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Behold her; I'll appoint once more their Meeting,
Surprize 'em in their soft, unguarded Moments,
When mutually they sigh: When their fond Souls
Brood o'er their pleasing Sorrows, then this Hand
Shall join 'em both, with the same pointed Dagger
Unite 'em ever; drive into my Heart,
Into this Heart, the reeking bloody Steel,
And stab the perjur'd Traitor's Image here.
The Sultaness | ||