The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume II by Aphra Behn
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[_Sullenly_.
_Alon_. Shall they then triumph o'er thee, who were once Proud to attend thy conqu'ring Chariot-Wheels? _Abd_. I care not--I am a Dog, and can bear wrongs. _Alon_. But, Sir, my Honour is concern'd with yours, Since my lov'd Sister did become your Wife; And if yours suffer, mine too is unsafe. _Abd_. I cannot help it-- _Alon_. What Ice has chill'd thy Blood? This Patience was not wont to dwell with thee. _Abd_. 'Tis true; but now the World is chang'd you see. Thou art too brave to know what I resolve-- [_Aside_. No more--here comes the King with my _Florella_. He loves her, and she swears to me she's chaste; 'Tis well, if true--well too, if it be false: [_Aside_. I care not, 'tis Revenge That I must sacrifice my Love and Pleasure to. [Alon. _and_ Abd. _stand aside_. _Enter King, _Lords, Guards passing over the Stage_, Florella _in a suppliant posture weeping_. _King_. Thou woo'st me to reverse thy Husband's Doom, And I woo thee for Mercy on my self, |
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