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ACT. IV.

Scene changes to the Room at Don Zancho's
Enter D. Zancho, and Chichon at another door, halting still with a staff.
D. Zan.
VVhat here again already? have you spead?

Chichon.
Lame as I am, you see I have made good speed
In my return, what e're I have had in my Arrant.

D. Zan.
Leave fool your quibling, and deliver me
From the disquiet of uncertainly.

Chich.
That's quickly done, set Sir your heart at rest
From the vain hopes of ever seeing Blanca:
Now you are at ease I trow.

Don Zanc.
You'l be at little, unless you leave your jesting
With such edg'd tools; Is banishment from her
Matter of Rallery? say Sirrah, and say
Quickly, what hopes?
—Prithy if thou lov'st me
[kindly,
Hold me no longer in suspence Chichon.

Chich.
Why, then for fear, the Divel a bit for love,
I'le tell you Sir, That luckely I met
The Drab Francisca at the Capuchins
Lodging, behind her Lady, I think on purpose,
For I perceiv'd, her eager Sparrow-Hawks eye
With her veil down (near stirs a twinckling while
From it's sly peeping hole) had found me straight,
I took my time in th'nick, but she out nick't me;
For trudging on, her face an other way,
With such a voice, as some you have seen, have had
The trick to draw, from Caverns of their Belly,
And make one think it came from a mile off;
She made me hear these words about twilight,
Fail not to pass by our door, and ask no more
At this time Varlet. And thus Sir, you see,
That neither she nor I, have been prolixe,
For this is all; You have leave to make your Comment
On a brief text.

Don Zanc.
As sweet me-thinks as short, such words imply
Little less then a demy Assignation.

D. Zanc.
All puddings have two ends, and most short sayings
Two handles to their meaning.

Don Zan.
I'me sure I'le still lay hold upon the pleasing'st
Till it be wrested from me; i'th' mean while
If any visitants come this afternoon,
Be sure to tell them I am gone abroad,
That nothing else embarque us at the time;
You shall not go alone.

Chic.
—I thank you for it.
(Holding up his staff.
I cannot go alone.

[Exeunt Chichon halting.
Scene changes to Don Julio's private Apartment.
Enter Don Fernando and Julio as in the private Apartment.
Don Jul.
All things are rightly laid, for Violante
Will pass the afternoon with Blanca, and then
I waiting on her home in th'evening, Blanca
Will be secure from me, till late at night,
I shall be where I told you, in full view
Of those two windows: If the Gallant come
Up the great Stairs, he must pass through that Room
And cannot scape your knowledge: If up the back one,
You needs must here him passing through the Entry
Close by that door. If this latter way,
Be sure to set the Candle in that window:
(Pointing.
If up the other, in that; and in either case
As soon as he's within, fail not to bolt
On th'inside th'Entry door, that so he may
Find no retreat that way, I coming up
The other.

Don Fern.
—Be assured I shall be punctuall
As you direct.

(Exeunt.
Scene changes to Don Pedro's Lodging.
Enter Don Pedro, and his servant Fulvio.
Don Ped.
Are you sure of what you say?

Ful.
—As sure, Sir,
As my own Eyes can make me of what I saw,
You cannot doubt my knowing him, since t'was I
(You may remember) fetcht the Surgeon to him,
And saw his wounds drest more then once, or twice;
The Tavern where I was, looks into his Garden,
And there I left him walking, to come tell you.

D. Ped.
We are well advanc't then, towards my just Revenge
I found Don Julio as ready to comply
With all the Dukes desires, as I could wish,
And my great fear is over, That Don Zancho
Might possibly have been some near Relation
Of his own; so that now Fulvio, if you
Keep but a careful Eye upon his motions,
And give me notice, he can hardly scape us.

Ful.
Doubt not my diligence.

(Exeunt.
Scene changes to the Garden.
Enter Blanca and Francisca as in the fine Garden with Orange-trees and Fountains.
Don. Blan.
You must have your will, but know Francisca
If you expose me to his vanity,
I never shall forgive you.

Fran.
I tell you, Madam, I will bring him t'ee
So mortifyed, he shall an object be
For pity, not for anger, you'l need employ
Kindness to erect the poor dejected Knight.

Don. Blan.
It fell out luckely that Violante
Came hither, for my Brother now engaged
With her, w'are safe till ten a Clock at least.

Fran.
But how shall we dispose of Silvia?
It will be hard to scape her observation,
For she has wit, and of the dangerous kind,
A melancholy wit: O the unlucky Star
That leads a Lady; engaged in love intrigues
To take a new Attendant near her Person!

Don. Blan.
'Twas an unluckiness, but Violante
Could not be deny'd, I having told her
So often that I wanted one; besides
Who could have thought, sh' had one ready at hand,
But we must make the best on't for this night:
'Twill not be hard to busie her, till 't be late
In the perfuming Room. This near occasion
Well o're, I think it will not be amiss
Against another, to say some what to her
That may in case she have perceiv'd any thing
Perswade her she is not distrusted.

Fran.
Madam take heed of that, when e're you find
It necessary to say any thing,
Be sure to say that, that she may think all;
Take one Rule more from my experience,
Nothing so fatal as a Confidence
By halves in amorous transactions;
But here she comes.

D. Blan.
Come Silvia, and take your part of this sweet Place;
This is a day indeed, to tast it's freshness.

Sil.
Madam I needs must say, within a Town
I never saw so fine a one.

Don. Blan.
—In truth
I think not many sweeter. Those Fountains
Playing among those Orange trees and Mirtles,
Have a fine mix't effect on all the senses;
But think not Silvia to enjoy the pleasure
Without contributing to make it more.

Sil.
How can I be so happy?

D. Blan.
Francisca tells me she has over-heard you
Warbling alone such Notes unto your self,
As have not only a good voice betray'd,
But skill to manage it.

Sil.
—It is Francisca
That has betray'd, a very ill one Madam.

Don. Blan.
Under yon Palm tree's shade, there is a seat
That yields to none in the advantages
It lends to Musick, let's go sit down there,
For this first time, one Song shall satisfie.

Silv.
(They go and set down under the Palm-tree and Silvia sings.
THE SONG.

Don. Blan.
I thank you Silvia, but I'le not allow
One of your youth, to nourish melancholly
By tunes and words so flattering to that passion.

Silv.
The happiness of serving you may fit me
In time, for gayer things.

Don. Blan.
I will not ask another for the present,
Not for your reason, but because I'le be
More moderate in my pleasures; Now Silvia
I have a task to give you.

Silv.
What e're it be, t'will be a pleasing one
Of your imposing.

Don. Blan.
—'Tis to gather store of
Fresh Orange Flowers, and then carefully
To shift the Oyls in the perfuming Room,
As in the several ranges you shall see
The old begin to wither; To do it well
Will take you up some hours; But 'tis a work
I oft perform my self; And that you may
Be sure not to mistake, I'le go thither
With you, and shew you the manner of it.

Sil.
I hope I shall not fail so well instructed.

(Exeunt.
Scene changes to the Room at Don Zancho's.
Enter Don Zancho and Chichon.
Chic.
Y'are so impatient Sir, you will mar all,
I tell you that 'tis yet too light by half,
The Sun is hardly set; pray fetch a turn
Or two more in the Garden, ear you go.

D. Zan.
You must be Governour, I see, to night,
You are so proud o'th' service you have done;
Come away.

(Exeunt.
Scene changes to the Garden again.
Silvia appears in the Garden as gathering flowers from the Orange Trees, and then with her Apron full going away says,
Silv.
The task enjoyn'd me is a sweet one truly,
But I smell somewhat more in the imposall;
So far I am happy yet in my misfortune
That I am lighted into a Lady's service
Of an obliging humour; But most of all
One that as kind as she is, I see's as glad,
To leave me alone as I to be it, somewhat
There is, misterious in her looks, and conduct:
Such motions just, such inequalities,
Such flatteries to those I trusted least,
Such pretty employments found, to busie those
I would be rid of; And such arts as these
To single out her Confident unnoted,
I well remember would Elvira use,
Whil'st the unquiet joys of Love, possest her,
How innocent soever; And besides,
Francisca's sitting up so late last night,
And going up and down so warily,
Whilst others slept, is evidence enough
What God raigns here, as well as at the Court.
But I forget my self: Let descants cease,
Who serves though she observes, must hold her peace.
(Exit Silvia.

Scene changes to the Prospect of Valencia.
Enter Don Zancho with his Cloak o're his face, and Chichon.
Don Zanc.
Advance Chichon, I'le follow at a distance:
'Tis the right time, just light enough, you see,
For warn'd Expectors to know one another;
I hope she will not fail you.

Chic.
—She fail us?
No Centinel perdu is half so alerte
As she in these occasions.

Enter Francisca vailed peeping, as out of the portal of Don Julio's house.
Fran.
There comes the Varlet, and I'me much deceiv'd,
Or that's his Master lagging at a distance,
I'le give them a go by, cover'd with my vail.

[She passes by them heedlesly.
Chic.
By that light as little as 'tis, 'Tis she,
I'le to her.

Don Zanc.
—And I'le stand close the while,
When you have broken the Ice, I'le take my time.

[Chichon going to Francisca lays hold of her vail, and she turns about.
Chic.
What signifies a Vail to hide my Doxye?
When every motion of a leg or wing
Darts round perfuming, and informing Airs,
Thou art the very Colly-flower of Women.

Fran.
And thou the very Cabbidge-stalk of Men,
That never stunk to me, as does a Blab.

Chic.
Curse on thee, hold thy tongue; Do'st thou not see
Who stands against that wall.

Fran.
Away, sawce-Box.

[She thrusting him off goes on.
[Don Zancho sets himself just in her way, and makes as if he would lie down in it.
D. Zanc.
Pass, trample on me, do, trample; But here me.

Fran.
These shoo's have been my Ladies, and she'd ne're
[Shewing her foot.
Forgive it, should they do you so much Honour.
[Aside turning to Chichon.
'Tis thou hast caus'd all this.

Chic.
—Fire on thy tongue.

Don Zanc.
Ah! my Francisca, if their be no hopes
Of pardon, nor of pity; Yet at least
Let Blanca for her own sake, be so just
As not to give me cruel death unheard:
Do you your part at least, and do but give her
This letter from me.

[He offers her a Letter, and she starting back.
Fran.
—Guarda. That's a thing
She has forbidden, with such Menaces,
I dare as well become another Porcia,
And eat red burning coales. I had much rather
Consent, that now she's all alone at home,
You should transportedly rush in upon her
As following me so possibly you might
Attain your end, without exposing me;
Who in that case, know how to Act my Part
So smartly against you, as shall keep her clear
From all supition; But I am to blame
Thus to forget my duty, I'le stay no longer.

[He stops her and pulling out a Purse of money, put's it unto her hand.
Don Zanc.
Spoak like an Angel.

[Francisca offers to restore the Purse but yet holding it fast.
Fran.
This is you know superfluous with me,
And shock's my humour; But any thing from you:
Be sure you follow boisterously.

[She trudges away, and goes in hastily as to Julio's house and Don Zancho follows her in. Chichon stops at the door.
Chic.
I'le bring you no ill luck a second time;
If for sports sake, you have projected me
Another Somerset, from the Balcone,
Make your account, that 'tis already done,
Here you will find me halting in the street.
(Exit Chichon.

Scene changes to Donna Blanca's Ante Chamber.
Enter Donna Blanca as in her Ante Chamber.
Don Blan.
How true it is, that Nature cheats mankind,
And makes us think our selves the onely Tasters
Of pure delight, and bliss; when as indeed,
Oppressing us with pains, and griefs, she makes
Deliverance from them, pass for solid pleasure:
Witness in me those Images of joy
Wherewith she flatters now my expectation:
What will it's highest satisfaction be,
At most, but ease from what tormented me?

Enter Francisca hastily.
Fran.
It now imports, you have affected Rage,
As ready at hand as usually you have
Anger, in earnest; But above all, be sure
You discharge it smartly upon me, for here
He presses at my heels.

Enter Don Zancho, and goes to cast himself at Donna Blanca's feet, and she starting back from him.
Don. Blan.
What insolence is this?
—Think not Francisca
That I am to be fool'd; This is your work,
You shall not stay an hour within these walls;
By all that's good you shall not.

Fran.
For heavens sake Madam, be not so unjust
[Whining.
To an old servant, always full of duty;
But can I govern mad men, would y' have had me
Make all the Street take notice? There he attacqued me
With such transportment, the whole Town had rung on't
Had I not run away; Could I imagine
A man so wilde as to pursue me hither
Into your presence?

Don. Blan.
— [Severely and scornfully.]
It is well Don Zancho
Blanca may be thus used; But he that does it
Shall find—

[She turns away as going out he holds her by the sleeve.
Don Zanc.
Pardon this rudeness Madam; But a man
Made desperate, hath nothing more to menage.
Hither I come, to give you satisfaction,
And if my reasons can't, my heart blood shall;
But you must hear me, or here see me dead.

D. Blan.
Since to be rid of him Francisca, I see
[Turning to Francisca.]
I must the pennance undergo of hearing him,
Keep careful watch, to prevent accidents.

Fran.
Madam, your Closit will be much more proper
For such a Conference; For in case your Brother
Should come, Don Zancho has a safe retreat
From thence, down the back Stairs. I shall be sure
To give you timely notice.

Don Zanc.
And I know perfectly the passage thorough
Th'Entry, I've come up more then once that way,
During my happy days.

D. Blan.
I think y'have reason, since I must have patience
Light us in thither.

[Francisca takes the lights, and going (before them, Exeunt omnes.]
Scene changes to the Prospect of Valencia.
Enter Don Julio as in the Portal of his own house.
D. Jul.
The light was in the further window, therefore
He went up this way: Now if Fernando
Have not forgot to bolt the Entry Door,
He cannot scape us sure, who ear he be.
—'Tis the only Comfort,
In such misfortunes, when a man hath means
To right his Honour, without other help
Then such a friend, as is another self,
And that the shame's even from Domestiques hid
Until it be revenged.
[Exit Don Julio as going into his own house.

Enter Chichon as coming out of the Porch before Julio's house.
Chic.
S'light 'tis Don Julio, that I saw go in,
My Master's like to pass his time but ill,
I'le steal in after, and observe, although
My courage cannot steed him, my wit may,
As things may possibly fall out

[Exit Chichon as stealing after Don Julio into his house.
Scene changes to Donna Blanca's Closet.
Enter Don Zancho and Donna Blanca as in her Closet.
D. Blan.
As fine a story as may be; No Don Zancho,
I Blanca Rocca, am not Carta Blanca,
Fit to receive what e're impression
Your Art—

Enter Francisca hastily.
Fran.
—Your Brother's in the Hall already,
Quick, Quick, and let him find you in your Chamber
Before your Glass, I have set it ready there
[Pointing to Don Zancho.
Whil'st he retires the way that was resolv'd.

Scene changes to Donna Blanca's Bed chamber.
Francisca takes the Candle, and Exeunt she, and Donna Blanca and D. Zancho another way.
Re-enter Donna Blanca and Francisca as in Blanca's chamber, and she newly seated at her Toilet, and beginning to unpin.
Enters Don Julio.
Don Jul.
Blanca I thought you had been a bed ear this,
Have you had company to entertain you,
And keep you up beyond your usual hour?

D. Blan.
What Company can I have, you abroad,
As this time of the night?

D. Jul.
I fain would find out some such as might please you:
[Ironically]
Francisca take a Candle and light me in
To Blanca's Closet.

D. Blan.
—Good Brother what's the matter?
You were not wont to be so curious
As thus to pry into my Privacies.

D. Jul.
That you shall know anon: Do as I bid you
Francisca.

Francisca takes one of the Candles, and going before him stumbles and falling puts out the light. Don Julio taking it up, lights it again at the other on the Table, and going with it himself towards Donna Blanca's Closet.
D. Jul.
These Tropes are lost on me.

[Exit.
Fran.
Let him go, now we have gain'd time enough.

D. Blan.
Thanks to thy timely fall.

Fran.
—Persons employ'd
In such trusts, must have their wits about them;
'Tis clear that he suspects, but know he cannot,
When once you see all safe, 'twill then import you
To play the Tyrant over him, with reproaches
For this his jealousie.

D. Blan.
—Let me alone for that,
But let us follow him in, that we may mark
His whole demeanour.

[Exeunt.
Enter Don Zancho in disorder.
D. Zanc.
Curse on't, the Entry door's bolted within,
What shall I do?
[He pawses.
—I must seek a way
Through the Perfuming Room, into the Garden.

[Exit.
Enter Don Julio with a Candle in his hand, and passing hastily over the Stage.
D. Jul.
He must be gone this way, there is no other,
The Entry door was bolted.

Enter Donna Blanca and Francisca, and passes over the Stage as stealing after Don Julio.
Fran.
All's safe, he takes that way, let him a God's name
Follow his Nose, to the Perfuming Room.

D. Blan.
Hee'l fright poor Silvia out of her wits,
But I'le come to her succour, with a peal
I'le ring him.

[Exeunt Donna Blanca and Francisca.
Scene changes to the Laberatory.
Here is to open a curious Scene of a Laberatory in perspective, with a Fountain in it, some Stills, many Shelves with Pots of Porcelaine, and Glasses, with Pictures above them, the Room paved with black and white Marble with a Prospect through Pillars, at the end discovering the full Moon, and by it's light a perspective of Orange Trees, and towards that further end Silvia appears at a Table shifting Flowers, her back turned.
Enter Don Zancho hastily, and Silvia, that is, Elvira turning about they both startle, and stand a while as it were amazed.
D. Zan.
O heavens! what i'st I see? 'Tis meer Illusion,
Or 'tis the Devil in that Angels form,
Come here to finish, by another hand
The fatall work that she begun upon me
By Don Fernando's.

Silvia.
Good gods Don Zancho here! it cannot be,
[Donna Elvira.]
Or 'tis his Gost come to revenge his death
On it's occasioner; For were he alive,
He could not but have more humanity
Then (having been my ruine at Madrid,
And robb'd me of my home, and honour there)
To envy me an obscure shelter here.

Whilst they amazed step back from one another. Enter Don Julio who seeing Don Zancho with his back towards him drawing his Sword says.
D. Jul.
Think not (who ear thou art), by flying thus,
From Room to Room, to scape my just Revenge;
Should'st thou retire to th'Center of the Earth,
This Sword should find thee there, and pierce thy heart.

[Throwing down the Candle he makes towards Don Zancho, but upon his turning about towards him, he makes a little stop and says.
D. Jul.
Nay, then if it be you, I'me happy yet
In my my misfortune; since the gods thus give me
The means at once, and by the self same stroak,
To right my honour, and revenge my friend;
And by that action, fully to comply
With what the Duke requires in the behalf
Of wrong'd Don Pedro.

Don Julio makes at Don Zancho, he draws and they begin to fight, Silvia, that is, Elvira crying out help, help, runs to part them, and they stop upon her interposing.
Enter Don Fernando hastily over the Stage, as coming from the private Apartment.
Don Fer.
I hear an out-cry, and clattering of Swords;
My friend engag'd, must find me by his side.

[Exit and re-enters at another door.
As Fernando comes as to the door of the Perfuming Room, seeing them at a stand, he stops and stands close.
Don Fer.
They are Parlying, let's hear.

(Aside.
[Donna Blanca and Francisca passing over the Stage.
D. Blan.
'Twas Silvia's voice, my heart misgives me somewhat.

Fran.
'Tis some new accident, or some mistake,
Don Zancho cannot but be safe long since.

Don Blan.
However let us in and see.

[Exeunt Donna Blanca and Francisca, and re-enter as at another door of the Perfuming Room, and make a stand as surpris'd with what they see.
Don Blan.
We are all undone I fear.

Fran.
A little patience.

[Chichon stealing over the Stage.
Chic.
The noise is towards the Perfuming Room,
I know the back way to it through the Garden.

[Exit Chichon, and re-enters at the further end of the Laberatory and stands close.
Don Zan.
Wit must repair the disadvantages
(Aside.
I'me under here, and save my Blanca's honour,
That once secured, there will be time enough
To salve Elvira's.

(Whilst this passes Elvira holds Julio by the arm, he striving to get from her.
Zancho
to Julio]
Since by this Ladies interposing thus,
You have thought fit, our Swords should pawse a while,
It may think consist enough with Honour,
So far to seek your satisfaction Sir,
As to remove mistakes; Know then Don Julio,
That though I have presum'd upon your house,
I have not wrong'd your honour; It is she
With whom you find me, that hath brought me hither,
Her I have long adored, and having got
Intelligence, that she was here conceal'd,
My Passion I confess transported me
Beyond that circumspection and regard,
Which men of quality use and ought t'observe,
Towards one another's dwellings.

D. Jul.
Good gods what an adventure's here? Yet all
(Aside.
Is well, so Blanca's honour be but safe.
Sir, you surprise me much, can this be true?

(To D. Zancho Aside.)
Blan.
Francisca a heard'st thou that, Had ever man
So ready a wit, in such an Exigent?

Don Julio
to Elvira)
What say you Madam?

Fran.
W'are surer lost then ever, unless she
(Aside.
Have wit, and heart, to take the thing upon her.
Madam, make signs to her, and earnestly.

(To Blan.
Blanca makes earnest signs.
Silvia. To Elvira.
Francisca.
She looks this way, as if she comprehended
[Aside to Blanca.]
Your meaning.

Elv.
I understand her, and I know as well
(Aside.
What mischief I may draw upon my self,
But let Elvira still do generously
And leave the rest to fate.
—Sir, since you press me,
(To Julio
My humour ne're could disavow a truth,
Don Zancho's passion, and transportments for me
Beyond all Rules of temper, and discression,
Have been the cause of all my sad misfortunes,
And still I see must be the cause of more.

Jul.
Unhappy Creature, how thou hast deceiv'd
My prone perswasion of thy Innocence.

Don Zancho.
If that suffice not Sir, you have this ready
[holding out his Sword.]
To give you satisfaction.

D. Fer.
Hell and Furies, but I will yet contain
(Aside.
My self, and see how far my friend will drive it.

Don Jul.
Stay Don Zancho,
And answer me one question, Is this Night
The first of your presuming thus to enter
My house by stealth?

Zan.
—The quere is malicious,
(Aside.
But I must thorough, as I have begun
[Blanca aside to Francisca.]
There was a question, makes me tremble still.

D. Zancho.
No Sir, it is not I'le keep nothing from you;
[to Julio.]
Last Night upon the same occasion.

Jul.
—Hold it suffices.

Francisca.
All's safe, you see, for Godsake lets away
[aside hastily to Blanca.]
E're Julio perceive us,
Your presence here, can serve for nothing Madam,
But to beget new chances, and suspicions.

[Exeunt Blanca and Francisca.
[Fernando rushes out drawing his Sword.
Fer.
Yes, it suffices Julio to make
This hand strike surer then it did before.

Elv.
Nothing was wanting to my misery,
(Aside.
But his being here to over-hear; But yet
I must not suffer the same hand to kill him
A second time, upon a greater errour
Then was the first.

(Don Fernando making at Don Zancho, Elvira steps between, and Julio also offers to stay him.
Fer.
striving to come at Zancho.
Strive to protect your Gallant from me, do,
Strive, but in vain; The gods themselves cannot:
What you Don Julio too?

(Chichon running out from the place where he lurck't, strikes out both the lights with his hat.
Chic.
I have loved to see fighting, but at present,
I love to hinder seeing how to fight.
Knights brandish now your blades, 'twill make fine work
[Aloud.
Among the Gallipots.
You have me by your side Sir, Let them come
(As to his Master.
They are but two to two.
Sir follow me, I'le bring you to the Door.

[Aside to his Master and pulling him.]
Don Zanc.
There's no dishonour in a wise Retreat
From disadvantages to meet again
Ones Enemy upon a fairer score.

[Chichon pushing his Master before him out of the Door.
Chichon.
There 'tis, advance Sir, I'le make good the Rear.

[aside to his master.]
[Exeunt Don Zancho and Chichon.
Don Jul.
Ho, who's without? bring lights.
[He stamps.
—They cannot hear us,
The Room is so remote from all the rest,
What a confusion's this? Recall Fernando,
(To Fernando.
Your usuall temper, and let's leave this place,
And that unhappy Maid, unto it's darkness,
To hide her blushes, since her shame it cannot.

(Exit Don Julio groping, and drawing Fernando with him.
Elvira
sola.
Darkness and horrour wellcome, since the gods
Live in the dark themselves; For had they light
Of what's done here below; They would afford
Some Ray to shine on injur'd Innocence,
And not instead thereof, thus multiply,
Obscuring Clouds upon it, such as the Sun,
Should he with all his Beams illuminate
Mens understandings scarce could dissipate;
I now begin to pardon thee Fernando,
Since what thou hast heard, in this inchanted Place,
Carries conviction in't against my firmness,
Above the power of Nature to suspend
My condemnation: Unless wrong'd vertue might
Expect in thee, a justice so refin'd
As ne're was found in man to woman kind.
'Tis now I must confess, the lost Elvira,
Fit only for a Cloister, where secure
In her own spotless mind, she may defie
All censures; And without Impietie
Reproach her Fate, even to the Deitie.

[Exit groaping her way.