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Amelia

A New English Opera
  
  
  

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SCENE III.

A Room in Osmyn's Pavilion.
Rodulpho
alone.
The happy Time will soon approach,
In which Augusta's Jealousy shall have
A most agreeable Determination;
For when she knows, that this our quiet Departure
Was to effect dear Casimir's Redemption,
Her Love, now smother'd by unjust Suspicions,
Will reassume a greater Blaze.

Enter Amelia in a Fright.
Amel.
Save me, Rodulpho!
Osmyn no longer will admit Denial,
I must, or die, or yield to his Embraces.

Rod.
Amuse him with Pretences of Compliance,
Then when alone, unguarded and dissolved,
He's wholly in your Power. This to his Heart.

[Offers her a Dagger.

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Amel.
What would you have me murder him, Rodulpho?

Rod.
Call not that Murder, Princess, which is Justice.

Amel.
I will not purchase Liberty so dear,
Sooner I'll kill myself.

Rod.
I then suppose, you love this vile Barbarian.

Amel.
'Tis false, I hate him to the last degree,
But yet, I'll not imbrue my Hands in Blood,
And base Assassination.

Rod.
If you're afraid to prosecute th'Attempt,
I'll pierce him with the fatal Instrument.

Amel.
Rodulpho, be not rash in your Proposals;
Who knows, but some bless'd Turn,
When least expected,
May profer Liberty on easier Terms?
Let not Mortals tempt their Fate,
But for Heaven's Decision wait,
And by Resignation show
What to Providence they owe.
That just Power, which weighs the Crime,
Points the Punishment and Time,
Sure, tho' late will interpose,
And save the injur'd from their Foes.