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 | The Amorous Fantasme |  |
59
SCENA SEPTIMA.
Jacinta, Fabritio.Fabritio.
If I am not deceiv'd, heere comes Iacinta,
Climene trusts her with her neerest secrets:
Fortune, it seemes, to day in everie point
Will be sweet to me, if I can oblige her
To goe away with us.
Iacinta.
Scarce freed yet
From my first feare, I tremblinglie returne
Vnto Climenes house: Fabritio
Was murthered through my meanes, and without doubt
He cometh to revenge himselfe upon me
From th'other world: my ruine were inevitable
If I should meet that fearefull Ghost againe.
Fabritio.
Stay.—
Iacinta.
Tis the Spirit, good God, I dye with feare!
Oh Genrle Fantasme, have compassion of me;
I doe confesse my fault, and promise faithfullie
N'er to betray you, nor my Mistresse more.
Fabritio.
Strang! but I must know more. Disguise me nothing,
If thou dost—
Iacinta.
Touch me not then, I beseech you,
And I will tell you all: tis true, I alwaies
Indeavoured to hurt you, that I studyed
To serve the Duke in his amours against you,
And that indead I was cause of your death.
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Pernstious spirit.—
Iacinta.
Enter not into furie,
This is not all yet, lend your eare, I pray you,
I had forgot to tell you that the Duke.
By my advise this day hath fix'd upon
Climenes rape, and that this verie evening
He will attempt this unjust enterprise,
Fabritio.
Horrid perfidiousnes!
Iacinta.
I have tould all my faults, now may it please you
That I leave you in peace: for know that nothing
Is so unpleasant to me as discourse
With people of another World. If you
Were not dead, you would be so good unto me,
To grant me pardon upon my repentance.
Fabritio.
It would not suite well with a generous spirit
To punish a weake woman. Goe.—
Iacinta.
Monsieur Fantasme,
God will receive your soule.
—Exit Iacinta.
Fabritio.
The Duke this night
Intends, it seemes, to take away Climene,
Heaven, must my hope be yet againe destroy'd?
But my heart leaves it selfe to be assaulted
With a vaine feare, seeing I am belov'd,
What should I doubt; nothing is strong ynou
To disunite two hearts which love hath joyn
This God doth miracles for those that be
His faithfull Votaries, and such are we.
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