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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14

Act 2 — SCENE IV.

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Enter the King solus.

King. Her husband dead too! Fates, let me die, I am too happy to remain long thus Without a ruin, great as the height I fell from. Plangus was my only obstacle; but him I have Removed. But love commanded: His presence would have countermanded all attempts; I need not fear his magic at this distance. His looks and actions were one entire enchantment, All[84]-powerful over a lady's heart. I sent for her; but she's not come yet. Who waits without?

Enter Artesio.

Art. There's a mourning lady, sir, Would speak with the king. King. Admit her, and begone.

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