I tell thee, knave, thou know'st of none so virtuous, And she that bore thee was an Æthiop to her. Cat. You'll answer this at full-Away with them. Shore. Is charity grown treason to your court? What honest man would live beneath such rulers? I am content that we should die together Cat. Convey the men to prison; but for her, Leave her to hunt her fortune as she may. J. Shore. I will not part with him-for me!-for me! Oh! must he die for me! [Following him as he is carried off-She falls. Shore. Inhuman villains! [Breaks from the GUARDS. And yield obedience to your cruel master. And take my last breath with you. Why dost thou fix thy dying eyes upon me, J. Shore. Forgive me!but forgive me! And make my portion bless'd or curs'd for ever. J. Shore. Then all is well, and I shall sleep in peace Was there not something I would have bequeath'd you? But I have nothing left me to bestow, Nothing but one sad sigh. Oh! mercy, Heav'n! Bel. There fled the soul, And left her load of misery behind.— [Dies. Let those, who view this sad example, know, THE END. |