Then wishing you long: long and lasting Joys,
Retire, and wish to Copy out your Life.

_Anto._ Has _Don Gerardo_ Service for _Antonio_,
His own _Antonio_ and yet defers to name it?
Speak your Commands, that I as swift may flye
To put 'em into Action as I did
At first to meet those pleasures Lovers long for.

_Ger._ My fears perswade me I shall speak too soon,
Yet dress your self, and come into the Garden,
I with impatience there will wait to tell you.

_Anto._ Go then, you shall not long be silent.
[Ex. _Gerardo_.
Who waits there?
[Enter _Pedro_, and Exit.
_Pedro_, call my Wife--
My Wife, said I! _Gerardo_, didst thou know
The secret fears contain'd within this Bosome,
Thou'dst sooner pitty me, than wish my Life:
How can I think her story of the Jewels,
And other matters 'bout her Fathers Will,
Could have produc'd so scandalous a Meeting?
And yet she still avows it! Oh, Jealousie!
Where will these panting fears still hurry me?
I hourly seek to find what I wou'd give,
A thousand Worlds my heart would ne're believe;
And yet for what do I thus vex my self?
For that, which if 'twas gone, I cou'd not miss;