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O there I am assured! she whose fate Is link'd with mine, if fix'd be such decree, Most rich in every soft and noble trait Of female virtue is: in this full well Assured I am.I would—I thought—forgive— I speak but raving words:—a hasty spark, Blown and extinguish'd, makes me waver thus. Permit me then again,(Kissing her hand.) High heaven protect thee! Farewell!

Farewell! and heaven's good charge be thou!

Ah! are those looks Alas! why come I back?