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And we shall smile in the fair light of heaven In happier days. (Exit, followed by her Attendants.

Good sooth, this almost smites against my heart; But goes she not far happier than she came? Have I not earn'd it well?

Thou had well earn'd it. What! harbour such poor scruples in a breast So exercised in a trade like this? Fye on't! But if thy conscience is so nice, Know that thou had in all good likelihood Predicted truly; and her lord and husband Shall be still, as thou say'st, this city's lord.

How so?

Hast thou not skill enough to guess? Much has the sultan of Valeria heard; And, with the future beauties of his palace, His fancy, in the most distinguish'd rank, Already places her. Thou wilt ere long, I can foretel by certain fleeting shapes Which at this moment dance before mine eyes, A favour'd, famous, courtly prophet be.