continued begging of him that he would hear her.

'Ah! Ungrateful and Undutiful Wretch (cry'd he) 'how hast thou requited
all my Care and Tenderness of thee? Now when I might have expected some
return of Comfort, to throw thy self away upon an unknown Person, and,
for ought I know, a Villain; to me I'm sure he is a Villain, who has
robb'd me of my Treasure, my Darling Joy, and all the future Happiness of
my Life prevented. Go--go, thou now-to-be-forgotten Leonora, go and
enjoy thy unprosperous Choice; you who wanted not a Father's Counsel,
cannot need, or else will slight his Blessing.

These last Words were spoken with so much Passion and feeling Concern,
that Leonora, moved with Excess of Grief, fainted at his Feet, just as
she had caught hold to Embrace his Knees. The Old Man would have shook
her off, but Compassion and Fatherly Affection came upon him in the midst
of his Resolve, and melted him into Tears, he Embraced his Daughter in
his Arms, and wept over her, while they endeavoured to restore her
Senses.

Hippolito was in such Concern he could not speak, but was busily employed
in rubbing and chafing her Temples; when she opening her Eyes laid hold
of his Arm, and cry'd out--Oh my Aurelian--how unhappy have you made me!
With that she had again like to have fainted away, but he took her in his
Arms, and begg'd Don Mario to have some pity on his Daughter, since by
his Severity she was reduced to that Condition. The Old Man hearing his
Daughter name Aurelian, was a little revived, and began to hope Things
were in a pretty good Condition; he was perswaded to comfort her, and
having brought her wholly to her self, was content to hear her Excuse,
and in a little time was so far wrought upon as to beg Hippolito's Pardon
for the Ill Opinion he had conceived of him, and not long after gave his