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SCENE VII.

Teraminta follow'd by Cratander, Ardelia overhearing.
Cra.
Cruel Teraminta!
Why fly you thus from your Adorer?
If my Pursuit's distasteful,
You need but turn, and kill me with a Frown.

Ter.
Oh that I were a Basilisk,
To look thee dead,
Thou should'st not long pursue me.

Ard.
What do I hear?
She loves him not.
Happy Ardelia!

Ter.
Why dost thou prosecute me thus?
Detested Wretch!
Must I be ever tortur'd
With thy intolerable Passion?

Cra.
But were Xarino here,
Wou'd Teraminta fly?
Wou'd she look on him with those Eyes of Scorn,
And frown him into Madness?

Ter.
No, were he here,
He wou'd revenge this Insolence.
He little thinks his Bosom-Friend,
Most treacherously, attempts
To be his Rival:
But I'll display your Falshood,
And he shall punish it.

[Exit
Ard.
Charming Maid!
Heav'n keep thee ever in this Mind.

[Exit Teraminta.