Margery ; Or, A Worse Plague than the Dragon A Burlesque Opera |
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 | Margery ; Or, A Worse Plague than the Dragon |  |
SCENE II.
A Prison.Mauxalinda
in Chains.
AIR.
O piercing Anguish!
O cruel Destiny!
Here must I languish
For Loss of Liberty.
[Enter Lady Moore.
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Is not this better than in Desarts dodging?
I hope you're fixt so well, you ne'er will roam;
We're sure to find you always now at Home.
Maux.
Madam, I see through all your saucy Sneer—
You may provoke my Scorn, but not my Fear.
Lady.
Your boasted Courage I'm resolv'd to try.
Behold this Dagger, and prepare to die.
[Draws a Dagger.
DUETTO.
Maux.
Since you've robb'd me of my Treasure,
Life is now no more a Pleasure:
Death is welcome ev'n from you.
Life is now no more a Pleasure:
Death is welcome ev'n from you.
Lady.
Since you've robb'd me of my Treasure,
In your Death is all my Pleasure:
Vengeance, Vengeance is my Due.
In your Death is all my Pleasure:
Vengeance, Vengeance is my Due.
[Enter Gubbins with Jailor and Guards.
Daughter, forbear, and let your Fury cease;
For know I'm come poor Mauxy to release.
To Jailor.]
Here's her Discharge, Sir, from a Justice o' Peace.
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My Father too my Foe! Patience is vain.
Gub.
Marg'ry thy Pride, I think, has turn'd thy Brain.
Lady.
I'll be reveng'd—
Gub.
—Nay, if she makes a Riot,
[To Jailor.
Jailor, secure her, 'till she grows more quiet.
[Ex. Gub. Maux. &c.
Lady Moore
sola.
This is enough to make a Woman mad—
I'll be reveng'd, if Vengeance can be had.
AIR.
I'll be reveng'd, if Vengeance can be had.
Thus distracted, thus tormented,
Nothing shall my Rage delay;
Never will I rest contented
'Till my Vengeance makes it way.
Nothing shall my Rage delay;
Never will I rest contented
'Till my Vengeance makes it way.
Exit Lady.
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