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A34564 The generous enemies, or, The ridiculous lovers a comedy : as it is acted at the Theatre Royal by His Maiesties servants / by John Corye, Gent. Corye, John.; Quinault, Philippe, 1635-1688. Généreuse ingratitude.; Corneille, Thomas, 1625-1709. D. Bertran de Cigarral. 1672 (1672) Wing C6294; ESTC R8700 44,974 80

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odd kind of interview Knew 'em greet one another after this manner Before Alva By my life friend I comprehend nothing Fla. Thou art but the picture of a friend have I wrapt and woven thee into all Trusts and Counsels To be pernicious to my honour Alva Canst thou suspect me guilty of so black a deed By all that 's good thy Sister Is a chaste for ought I know as the unsulli'd Lilly do but hear me Fla. No deaf as a remorseless sea my wrongs have made me Alva VVas thy life sav'd to this end Fla. I owe thee nothing since thou didst it to Upbraid me with it Alva Him that love wounds no other wounds can fear They fight Add. More mischief help help help Exit Lys O that some striking Air had blasted me Before I saw this moment Hold hold Sir hold Lys runs in between them For Heavens sake hold Alva Away Boy Lys I must not I dare not Fla. Sirrah forbear Lys May that sword that strikes at each of you Fall from the Hilt and want a power to hurt you Enter Addibar again bringing Robatzy Alleria Sophia Jaccinta Julia Livia and Cassidore with Attendants Cass Where are they Add. Here Sir here Cass Hold good Gentlemen hold Jac. Kill him Alle. Save him Sop. No no my son bravely pursue thy revenge Base man thou art to practise thy deceit Upon an innocent Child the Jewel of my heart The Hope and Comfort of my years Rob. Come come Madam this is no time for Exclamation The contention is too high to be appeas'd with words Cass They shall not fight Rob. But they shall Sir come draw old as I am I 'le find employment for your sword Lys O stay your bloody wills behold not what I seem But what I am the unhappy cause of this Unluckie discord Rob. What phrenzy is this Sop. Who art thou Lys Semena Madam your most unfortunate Daughter falls on her Knees Om. Semena Sop. O let me embrace thee thou art she indeed I know thee by the Musick of thy tongue My Joys have now ore'come my fears Alva I am struck dumb with the surprize Semena Lys The very same Semena that heard you Vow and did believe you that fool that Did not think you could have flattered Alva Madam I confess that in the face of Heaven we Exchang'd hearts gave faith for faith but he is near A god that is lord over his eye when my wandring looks Glanc'd upon other Beauties yours Madam like a Cloud chas'd by the wind fled from my Memory Sop. O speak my child my ears are greedy To receive thy stories Lys VVhen the fair Gem of my love was by Your perswasion Madam given to that disloyal Man scarce had one Moon run out her time But he perfidious as he was left me the scorn of women Notwithstanding this My afflicted heart yearnd after him and my Hopes perswaded me that thus disguis'd I Possibly might find him in some part of Spain whither reporr inform'd me he was Fled At length I had Advice that he was Here in Sivil and turn'd a Proselite to anothers Love upon which with strict Enquiry having found Him I gain'd an interest to get into his service And gladly executed all Commands of his even Such as were destructive to my own peace and quiet Sop. O let me drop upon thy cheeks these tears Of joy Fla. Dear Sister thou art more welcom to these eyes Then was the first light to the disordered Chaos Alva Here as your Despiser Madam strike offers his sword My heart asunder but save the new born Love within it be just unto your self and kill me Lys Kill you not for the world Alva The world will Saint you for doing her such Service and all chaste Maids that meet VVith miseries modell'd out by yours would build You Altars and yearly on the day you did This deed would make them flame With thankful Sacrifices Kill me for I am so Inconstant 't is dangerous to the world they Should have my example Lys Contrition Sir has carried you into a noble Figure All the resentments of my wrongs your Penitence Has overcome Alva I blush I have but one soul to offer you This Act of Pardon Madam is a bounty as matchless As your vertue Now if your honoured Parent would think Me worthy of her Indempnity nothing shall prevent Our union Sop. I do not want the pity you deny'd to her But I am ready to forget what 's past and meet your wishes With all willingness Alva Hereafter we will be like streams which flow gives her Alv In curle together and no difference know Fla. Now friend for so I must again call thee My Fate hangs on thy lips in thy happiness Thy Sister depends only on thy disposure Alva Nothing can be too worthy of thee Fla. Now are my Joys compleat Jac. All my suspitions are now extinguish'd and Give me leave to tell you yet not without a Blush that in this I as well obey my own desires As my brothers though Cassidore will complain on 't Cass You are mistaken Madam to shew that I Repine not at your fortune I am converted to This Lady there 's but one billow more to fill This Tyde Madam your fathers breath may Do it to Aller Rob. Sir in my daughters Choice my satisfaction bounds Alle. You have so many ways oblig'd me I can deny you nothing where I owe my life I well may owe my love Rob. Here Sir take her and with her take my blessing Gives her Cass Our two souls like well-tun'd instruments Shall now make up one Simphony So those Notes that at the first seem discords Conclude in a most pleasing Harmony Alva Madam I hope to have your friendship Though I go without your love Alle. You shall now have both Sir Cass And mine too we now are friends too Strong for Fate to break Rob. Come then let Musick be prepar'd And all the shews of joy that Mirth dances Can make since our Disasters are so well Compos'd we 'll turn this day into a Jubilee They that thus wait the leisure of their Fate Advantage find to be unfortunate Ex eunt omnes FINIS