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 No!—no!—never!

Himself confided to me What I, 'tis true, had long before discovered By other means—himself confided to me, That 'twas his settl'd plan to join the Swedes; And, at the head of the united armies, Compel the Emperor

He is passionate, The Court has stung him—he is sore all over With injuries and affronts; and in a moment Of irritation, what if he, for once, Forgot himself? He's an impetuous man.

Nay, in cold blood he did confess this to me; And having construed my astonishment Into a scruple of his power, he shew'd me His written evidences—shew'd me letters, Both from the Saxon and the Swede, that gave Promise of aidance, and defin'd th' amount.

It cannot be!—can not be!—can not be! Dost thou not see, it cannot! Thou wouldest of necessity have shewn him Such horror, such deep loathing—that or he Had tak'n thee for his better genius, or Thou stood'st not now a living man before me—

I have laid open my objections to him, Dissuaded him with pressing earnestness;