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SCENA NONA.
Climene, Fabritio, The Duke.Climene.
Fabritio.
Fabritio.
My Climene.
Duke.
Heaven! what heare I?
My judgment is confounded heere; Climene
Is gone with Carlos, yet some secret charme
Which I can't comprehend, houldeth her heere
In conference with the shadow of the dead.
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Everie one is retir'd we are alone,
The Duke is also gone out of the garden:
Let's finish the designe we have in hand,
Let's presse it on, and fly we without feare
That Tyrants love, for whom I've so much horrour
Duke.
In what a hideous gulfe of black despaire
Am I plunged by this prodegy? ist a truth,
Or ist a dreame?
Fabritio.
Haste we, but I'm afrayd
That in the dark we shall not finde the Mine.
Climene.
No matter we caan goe out of the garden
Another way, the key of the back dore
Which I have heere about me privately,
Will give us passage forth to Carlos house,
Where 'gainst the light returnes, I will be readie
T'embrace thy fortune, and to follow thee,
Goe where thou wilt.
Fabritio.
By what expressions.—
Climene,
Tis ynough, make me no reply, but follow,
We Iose time.
Duke.
There's no doubt of it, tis certaine,
Fabritio either dead or living steale
Away Climene; ha! I cannot suffer,
This outrage in my sight: come, I'm resolv'd
To lose my selfe, or reskue her; o Heavens!
The Duke running to succour Climene, falles into the Mine.
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