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The Mourning Bride

Who waits there?

As you’ll answer it, take heed

This Slave commit no Violence upon

Himself. I’ve been deceiv’d. The Publick Safety

Requires he should be more confin’d; and none,

No not the Princes self, permitted to

Confer with him. I’ll quit you to the King.

Vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repent

The base Injustice thou hast done my Love:

Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past Distress,

And all those Ills which thou so long hast mourn’d;

Heav’n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn’d,

Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn’d.