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Fie, lady niece! to throw yourself upon him, Like a poor gift to one who cares not for it, And so must be flung after him! For you, Duke Friedland's only child, I should have thought, It had been more beseeming to have shewn yourself More chary of your person.

And what mean you?

I mean, niece, that you should not have forgotten Who you are, and who he is. But perchance That never once occurr'd to you.

What then?

That you're the daughter of the Prince-duke Friedland.

Well—and what farther?

What? A pretty question!

He was born that which we have but become. He's of an ancient Lombard family, Son of a reigning Princess. COUNTESS.