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SCENE X.

A Rural Prospect.
Xarino, Cratander.
Cra.
These Eyes are Witness of her Falshood

Xar.
It is impossible.

Cra.
If I'm not believ'd,
I've liv'd too long.

Xar.
It is not that I don't believe,
But that I wou'd not.

Cra.
My Truth in Question!
Wou'd I had been dumb!

Xar.
O my Cratander! pity and excuse me.

Cra.
Believe it not, my Prince,
Believe me false;
Think it was all a Vision,
Since you'd have it so.
The Traitor leaves you,
Never more to trouble you
With such unwelcome Truths.

Xar.
Stay, stay, my Friend,
'Tis most Apparent;
Foolish Xarino!
To think a Woman cou'd be faithful,
To think their boasted Virtue
Ought but Fiction.
Was it for this I left my Father's Court,
Rejected proffer'd Crowns,
And Royal Beauties,
To waste ingloriously my Moments here?
I blush at the remembrance.

Cra.
Now you're a Prince indeed;
But yet I fear.—

Xar.
What fears my Friend?

Cra.
There's such persuasive Magick in her Eyes,
One Negative, one Smile,
Will all undo.

Xar.
To avoid that Danger,
I'll instant quit this place,
And in my Father's Court,
Like what I am, appear.

Cra.
But sure you'll see her first,
To let her know the Cause of your Departure.

Xar.
O! name her not,
She's Poison to my Ears,
And for her sake
I hate the Sex.
AIR.

[Exit.