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Scena, 6.

Cleander rushes in, Erminia, Cyrena.
Er.
What rudeness is this?

Cle.
Now for my revenge,—ha! what's here?
the boy vanisht! and a woman in the place!
what strange apparitions are these?
what wondrous delusions of the sight?
ther's witchcraft in it sure!
I can't believe mine eyes.

Stares wildly about, & exit.
Er.
what means this Moor, he's grown strangely
jealous of me of late, (whatsoere's the matter)
and I begin to fear him.

Cy.
I was afeard h'ad come to apprehend me.

Er.
Pardon me Madam,
I'm asham'd you shud finde such rudeness here,
but trust to't, you shall be put no more to these
affrights.—
Come pray be merry, if the Prince shud chance
to sleep in your arms to night instead of mine,
I hope your Highness wod not be offended at
the mistake.

Cy.
Imagine sweet Erminia by your self,
whether you'd be offended Cleander
shud do the like by you.

Er.
I fear my happiness is not yet so nigh,
though I wish yours may, so now all here's prepar'd,

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I'le go and put all in prepare without
for the Prince's reception, & leave you the while
to the entertainment
of your better thoughts.

Exit.
Cy.
As those who walk over fearful precipices
avert their eyes not to behold their danger,
so I avert my thoughts
from thinking on mine, only this I find too clear.
“love's a solicitous thing, and full of fear.

Exit.