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The REVENGE.
Leon.It well may sting you home.
Alon.Alas! Thou quite mistak'st my Cause of Pain.
Yet, yet dismiss me; I am all in Flames.
Yet, yet dismiss me; I am all in Flames.
Leon.Who has most Cause? You or my self? What Act
Of my whole Life encourag'd you to This?
Or of your own, what Guilt has drawn it on you?
You find me kind, and think me kind to all:
The weak, ungenerous Error of your Sex.
What could inspire the Thought? We oftnest judge
From our own Hearts; and is your's then so frail,
It prompts you to conceive thus ill of me?
He that can stoop to harbour such a Thought,
Deserves to find it true. [Holding him.
Of my whole Life encourag'd you to This?
Or of your own, what Guilt has drawn it on you?
You find me kind, and think me kind to all:
The weak, ungenerous Error of your Sex.
What could inspire the Thought? We oftnest judge
From our own Hearts; and is your's then so frail,
It prompts you to conceive thus ill of me?
He that can stoop to harbour such a Thought,
Deserves to find it true. [Holding him.
Alon.O Sex, Sex, Sex! [Turning on her.
The Language of you all. I'll-fated Woman!
Why hast thou forc'd me back into the Gulph
Of Agonies, I had block'd up from Thought?
I know the Cause; thou saw'st me Impotent
E'er while to hurt thee, therefore thou turn'st on me;
But by the Pangs I suffer, to thy Woe.
For since thou hast replung'd me in my Torture,
I will be satisfy'd.
The Language of you all. I'll-fated Woman!
Why hast thou forc'd me back into the Gulph
Of Agonies, I had block'd up from Thought?
I know the Cause; thou saw'st me Impotent
E'er while to hurt thee, therefore thou turn'st on me;
But by the Pangs I suffer, to thy Woe.
For since thou hast replung'd me in my Torture,
I will be satisfy'd.
Leon.Be satisfy'd!
Alon.Yes, thy own Mouth shall witness it against Thee.
I will be satisfy'd.
I will be satisfy'd.
Leon.Of what?
Alon.Of what?
How dar'st thou ask that Question? Woman, Woman,
Weak, and assur'd at once; thus 'tis for ever.
Who told thee that thy Virtue was suspected?
Who told thee I design'd upon thy Life?
You found the Dagger; but that could not speak;
Nor did I tell Thee; Who did tell thee then?
Guilt, conscious Guilt.
How dar'st thou ask that Question? Woman, Woman,
Weak, and assur'd at once; thus 'tis for ever.
Who told thee that thy Virtue was suspected?
Who told thee I design'd upon thy Life?
You found the Dagger; but that could not speak;
Nor did I tell Thee; Who did tell thee then?
Guilt, conscious Guilt.
Leon.This to my Face! O Heav'n!
Alon.This to thy very Soul.
Leon.Thou'rt not in Earnest?
Alon.