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The Maids Tragedy by Francis Beaumont;John Fletcher
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_Amin_. I am now dissolved:
My frozen soul melts: may each sin thou hast,
Find a new mercy: Rise, I am at peace:
Hadst thou been thus, thus excellently good,
Before that devil King tempted thy frailty,
Sure thou hadst made a star: give me thy hand;
From this time I will know thee, and as far
As honour gives me leave, be thy _Amintor_:
When we meet next, I will salute thee fairly,
And pray the gods to give thee happy dayes:
My charity shall go along with thee,
Though my embraces must be far from thee.
I should ha' kill'd thee, but this sweet repentance
Locks up my vengeance, for which thus I kiss thee,
The last kiss we must take; and would to heaven
The holy Priest that gave our hands together,
Had given us equal Vertues: go _Evadne_,
The gods thus part our bodies, have a care
My honour falls no farther, I am well then.

_Evad_. All the dear joyes here, and above hereafter
Crown thy fair soul: thus I take leave my Lord,
And never shall you see the foul _Evadne_
Till sh'ave tryed all honoured means that may
Set her in rest, and wash her stains away.

[_Exeunt_.

_Banquet. Enter King, Calianax. Hoboyes play within_.
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