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 a criminal paion; he knows that you are married, and that you neither can nor ought to engage in a econd marriage. For my own part, was I in your place, I would hut my eyes and drink the liquor, with a perfect confidence in him.

You are right; my unhappines is o great, that nothing can augment it; let us reign ourelves entirely to the will of Heaven. Adieu, my dear Celia.

What? My dear mitres, you bid me adieu! Mut I ee you no more?

What a devouring fire is kindled of a udden in my breat! Ah, Celia!What dreadful torture?I faint.Ah, Celia!Jut Heavens!What have you brought me?

What Aurelio gave me. Ah! Madam.Help! he is dying!

Surely he has made a mitake; this liquor is a violent poion; I no longer ee you but through a cloudy mit; my bowels are racked.Ah! great God! you terminate my life and my mifortunes.Alas!I cannot breathe.—I feel, - Rh