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Scene Second.

Sakia, Irene, Ulamar.
Sak.
'Tis late, and we will leave thee to thy Bride.

Ul.
Well Madam! Now I hope you are Satisfy'd!

Sak.
Not thou thy self art more.

Ul.
You own then, I have Reason to be satisfy'd.

Sak.
Oh thou art Blest above the Race of men,
Possessing all that's Good, and all that's Fair.

Ul.
You have heard Irene talk, which till this Day,
Your strange Aversion never would permit you.
What think you of her Mind?

Sak.
Oh 'tis the very Mind of all her Sex,
That's fit to Animate that Lovely Person,
An Angel fit to inform that Glorious Sphears;
Prepare thy self to Morrow for new Transports,
For then thou shalt behold the best of Fathers,
And I the best of Love as in a Husband.

Ul.
He'll not refuss'd to see Irene sure,
Tho' born an Angian.

Sak.
O no, My Son, He will not only see.
But will be Ravish'd with the Matchless sight;
For thou hast Chose exactly to his wish;
And thy choice answers to the Fair Idea,
The Lovely Image, and the perfect mind
Which his rich Fancy form'd for thee:
Once more, ten Thousand Blessings on you both.