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Is by my God and Judge accepted now, Instead of years of wretchedness and penance. Be satisfied and cheer'd, my dearest wife! Heaven deals with me in mercy. Where is thy hand? Farewell, a long farewell!

See, he revives, and strives to speak again.

Could I but live till I have seen my child! It may not be: the gripe of death is here. Give him my dying love. (Dies.) [Curtain drops.