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THE

REVENGE.

ACT I. SCENE I.

Enter Zanga.

ZANGA.
Ahether first Nature, or long want of Peace
Has wrought my Mind to this, I cannot tell;
But Horrors now are not displeasing to me:
I like this Rocking of the Battlements.
Rage on, ye Winds, burst Clouds, and Waters roar!
You bear a just Resemblance to my Fortune,
And suit the gloomy Habit of my Soul.
Enter Isabella.
Who's there? My Love!

Isab.Why have you left my Bed?
Your Absence more affrights me than the Storm.

Zan.

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