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A54957
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The false friend, or The fate of disobedience a tragedy, as it is acted at the new theatre in Little Lincolns-Inn-Fields / written by Mrs. Pix.
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Pix, Mary, 1666-1720.
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but Love Soars higher yet and will Preserve him Zel. Bucarius I dare dromise will not exceed your Commands least he forfeit what he so lately gain'd Your Favour App. Emilius comes hast give Lovisa Notice why Dost thou flutter thus my Injur'd Heart why Steals the Woman's weakness into my Eyes at his Lov'd sight here will I wait unseen and view their Fondness to Steel my Soul from all remorse Exit Enter Emilius With a Paper in his Hand Emil. Call'd Villain Coward Seiz'd Challeng'd in my Father's Court And yet By Honor and by Love compell'd not to Discover who I am for that wou'd give this Blaster of my Fame just Cause for his black Calumnies But Oh! Lovisa To whom shall I commit her How hide These dark Perplexities Which shou'd the Trembling Dear once know ' Twou'd Fright her Peace away and Break her tender Heart Enter Lovisa and Zelide Lov See where he Stands Squandering the precious Minuts which I with eager Expectation Counted Pains in my Heart and in My Eyes incessant Tears Zel. Some Grief has seiz'd him but sure your Sight Will hush his Cares I 'll to my Princess And inform her of his coming Lov. My Lord Emil My Love My Life Lov. Am I well us'd Emil. Are ye not my Dearest Lov. No! Emil. By whom Lov. By thee Emilius thou much Lov'd false One Emil. Ha! Lov. Is this your promis'd hast Are these thy Joys Sardina Yields Cou'd you not add a Day to your Dissembled Truth Must I be tortur'd instantly Yes yes I must For I deserve it all from Heav'n I merit more But not Oh cruel Man not from thee Emil. My Angel Thy upbradings are unjust Were there no Cause for my delay Methinks Lovisa might have chid me less Severely But Oh! Believe Emilius who never will Deceive thee there was a Cause Lov. That Cause I 'de know If I am Lov'd I may be trusted The Letter which at sight Of me so hastily you hid Let me see it Ease the wracking Fears that from my Heart and Eyes draw painful Showers For I too think I Have a Cause much Cause to suspect thy Faith Emil. What Villain equal Enemy to Truth and me Has dar'd Traduce my Honor Lov. Give me the Letter and I 'le confront the Accuser With the falshood you stand Charg'd Emil. How poor is your Request Command My Life and try your Power Lov. If desiring so small a thing I am deny'd What future hope can raise me from Despair Oh Emilius Thy words have lost their Accent And thy looks their Tenderness Something sadly Whispers to my Soul I am undone For ever ever Ruin'd Emil. Sure Fate has watch'd her time for my Destruction And with a smiling Face led me on to happy Moments Which I expecting doubly Fraught with Joys Now turn the Curst Reverse and leave no Grasping Hold Lov. I am that Fate you fear the Bar to some New Beauty or Wealthier Aim But Oh! My Lord If there remains one Spark Of Honor bestow me in a Cloyster amidst secluded Virgins I 'le remain nor murmur your unkindness Do this if you are not lost to all Humanity Let the Holy Veil shrow'd me from the vile Scorns Of your ungrateful Sex Emil. O here am I Who is it talks thus to me It is Lovisa My Wife Dearer thrn These Eyes Dearer than my strugling Heart Which never trembled but at thy Anger Dearer than every Tye or Bond which Nature makes By her am I Condemn'd by her thus hardly us'd Take notice thou Stranger Enemy whatsoe're Thou art All thy approbrious Names I here Forgive Thee since she my Bosom'd Soul who Like my Conscience knows each Action of my Life Since she Taxes me with loss of Honor Oh! All ye Powers Perhaps I have mistook the Paths of Virtue and am indeed a Villain Lov. I cannot bear to see him thus It wracks me Worse than my Suspicious Oh! Forgive my Inconsiderate Words and take me to your Arms whilst Mine are fill'd with Pleasures leaning on your Breast And Listening to your Sighs let me forget my Sorrows And if it is Deceit 'T is also Delight ineffable To be so deceiv'd Emil. Oh Charmer Charmer But all words are weak I 'le grasp thee fireer than Life can bear And leave my Soul upon thy Lips App. aside behind the Scenes Poison and Death shall enter next the Torturing Wretches Bucarius and Brisac appear in the Balcony Buc. Look there Bris. Ha my Eyes betray me into Errors Blasts and Lightenings seize ' em Buc. Forbear your Passion or our Revenge is lost 'T is but one Slave by Bribes I 've gain'd On the least Noise we are discover'd Emil. Do I not Love ye Lov. I will suspect no more Bris. Curst Curst Lovisa Contagion of my Blood Disgrac'd is our till now untainted Honor. Buc. Vile Lovisa Begon they 'l turn Upon us Begon or I shall think you Cowardly Avoid the Vengeance such wrongs require Bris. Fly I need no urging Conduct me to the Fatal Place that I may mark it for the Exeunt from the Balcony Traytors Blood O Lovisa Lov. Ha! Did I not hear my Name It was pronounc'd aloud and with a Voice That I 'm sure is not unknown Oh my Emilius All my Fears return Emil. Thy Fancy only Lov. Yet you started too Ha! Thy lovely Eyes Relate their Fires And thou agen Art lost in Contemplation Emil. Take off Oh! Lovisa those piercing Looks Let not those Heav'nly Lights the Planets That must Rule my Days this Moment Pry into my Heart And all the Years I have to come I 'le lay it open to thy view Spare me some Hours and I 'le bring thee everlasting Peace Lov. Eternal Woe Ha! I reflecton thy past words Thou hast an Enemy O Idle Jealousies where Got ye room into a Bosome that is fill'd with naught But Love Behold me on my Knees Hanging upon Thine with Dying Pangs Oh! Let it strike Compassion Through thee Emil. Why doth thy Tenderness Torment thy self and me Indeed my Love there is no Danger nor Just Cause For thy disquiet I 'le intreat our Friend to Comfort ye Lov. I have no Friend but thou slay with me I beg ye by These Tears by these poor trembling Limbs which with Their shaking loose their Hold that I will never quit Till Life forsakes me Emil. Oh hardest Tryal But the time will be Elaps'd Who waits there Lov. Do call 'em Command they tear me from ye No they need not Death Death rids ye of the trouble Emil. Ha! Sinks Faint and Cold Appamia She faints Princess Zelided Help there Enter Appamia and Zelide App. Bless me What 's the matter Lovisa Swooning In your Arms Emil. Enquire not but quickly apply some Remedy App. The precious Cordial now Zelide now Zel. Madam App. Dost thou demur and seest the lovely Creature dead Be Swift I charge thee Fly Bend her Exit and returns with a Bowl Gently forward Give it me Hold from your Hand it will be most acceptable
it favour'd their Amours And he follow'd to Sardinia and was Receiv'd as my Relation Don Lopez a Man of Quality in the West-Indies Zel. Why might not his pretentions have been Allow'd as the Lord Brisac App. Oh! 't is just the Counter-blow of Fate Neither of the Fiery Youths had power to stay The Spanish Grave proceedings and so They 're both undone and what am I Zel. Happy and Blest Fortune's largest Gifts are yours App. No Zelide No! Come near and I will Tell thee what a Wretch I am Let thy Eye run o're all the miserable things Thou hast Seen or Read of yet let thy Fancy Make it worse See Leprous Beggars Prisoners Ten Fathom Deep In New Drain'd Wells and Ingendring Toads With all their bloatted Brood crawling o're ' em Zel. Oh Horrid App. Youth Bury'd alive in Strength and Vigour Parents by their Rebellious Children Torn Yet all this cannot equal mine Zel. Strange Disposition of our Fate The Great for little Causes make themselves Unfortunate App. Is it nothing then to see another Clasp him Oh! I am lost if I look that way Zel. Throw Emilius from your thoughts and you Are Happy App. What after being the lov'd Image there Since first they took an Image in Forget him when he Anticipated my Earlyest Prayers and was my Evening Theme My Mid night Wakings have Remembred him Made the joyn to wish his Safety And talk'd away the Starry Hours till thou hast Nodding ask'd what I said last weary with Tormenting thee have flown from my Bed To Trees and Shadows Breath'd his Name there Methought I beheld his goodly Mien in Whispering Boughs heard the soft Accents of His Voice and Dy'd upon the Sound Oh! Zel. This way you never will forgett him App. 'T was the last Sighs of my Expiring Love And from the Death of that I Rise Another Woman The gentle Cords Twisted by Venus's self that held my Heart Are Broke and in their Stead Nemesis has Writ his Fate in Bloody Characters Zel. In all things I Obey App. I know thou woot without Enjoyning Zel. Command me then App. Bucarius our General you know my Lover Hates the Vice-roy and fears the return of brave Emilius Mistrusts the Governour shou'd Supplant him in the Court of Spain purchase His Honours for his most deserving Son this Will make him Eager to Cross the Noble Youth In his Designs it shall be so Warn him hither He sits my purpose Give Adellaida From me Notice to speak with Caution to her Broher And let my Servants be in readiness shou'd my Design fail in the deep Scheme I have laid I am sure I have my Rival in my Power And if she scapes may I be only wretched Observe me Zelide tho I fear we both must fall Zel. I am Content when you are pleas'd App. O Faithful Slave India alone can breed thy Fellow Zel. I was a Slave till your goodness rais'd me To your Bosom which when Death frights me from May I be a Slave again App. If now my Native softness I forego And Plunge my self in everlasting Woe Let none my Black and Guilty Annals see Or if they do Charge Love but pity me ACT II. Enter the Vice-Roy Adellaida Don Lopez Lorenza Vice MY Adellaida perfect Image of thy Mother Sweet in thy obedience and of Temper gentle Let not thy careful Fathers Precepts be thought Only the Effects of peevish Age and thrown From thy Remembrance like those uneasy Rules which unwillingly we hear And ne'er design to practise Adel. What have I done to merit this Reflection Why am I thought so vile what mighty Error have I in my Conduct shown to make my Noble Father talk thus to break the Heart That 's fill'd with Reverence and Love Towards him Great as his tender Care Can in a grateful Brest produce Vice I accuse thee not my Child and indeed I Justly cannot Thy prudent Youth has out-done Our Celebrated Matrons with Joy I have beheld Your unaffected Care and trusting to your Discretion wav'd the nicer Customs of our Spain And given you Liberty to your utmost wishes Adel. Do you repent your kindness Sir Else why is it mention'd now Vice No. Yet I will tell thee Adellaida Foreboding Dreams Torture My sick Fancy my Peace of mind is Shockt Most unaccountably thy Brother Emilius The other half of my divided-Heart And thee are the only Treasures Fate can Wound me in for I have learnt So much Philosophy to quit Honour and Wealth freely as I wou'd my Garments When my wearied-Body longs for rest Adel. Our last Letters left my dearest Brother in perfect Health Vice True they did so Yet be Cautious my belov'd be Cautions let thy Father's fears Set thy prudence on the Watch. Hark! Horn Winds without The Huntsman calls I 'le try in Sports to drive this Melancholy Apprehensions off my Adellaida Farewell Adel. Much Diversion wait on your Highness Don Lopez aside to Adel. My Life Stay but a Moment here I 'le instantly return Exit Adel. I will Amida come hither The rest retire Didst thou not Exeunt Women Tremble at my Fathers Speeches Ami. Indeed I was surpriz'd Adel. Oh! He 's Divinely good and the just Powers Will Reveal my Disobedience or punish it With some unforeseen Misfortune To boast of Filial Duty yet break it in The Highest point To give my self away Without this Dear Indulgent Father's knowledge Horrid Impiety Unpardonable Crime Ami. See the Lov'd Cause and Cease your vain Lamentings Re-enter Brisac Adel. Oh! my Brisac Why have we been so rash Why did we not stay for the Paternal Blessing Which wou'd have remov'd this Cloud Of Sorrows that sink all hopes of Dawning Comfort Bris. Not Comfort to me the Hours come Fraught With Bliss the very Sound that thou art mine That Adellaida's my Bride wou'd Chear me In a Dungeon Oh thou Beauteous Wonder of the Earth the Musick of whose Voice alone wou'd charm a Lunatick And make the Wrack-stretch'd Slave Forget his pain Gazing upon Thy Eyes Dye pleas'd and think his Happiness was there Then shall we repine or fear our Future Fate When we Command her Richest store When the Blessings of Transporting Love is ours Adel. How vain are all the Cautions of our Sex How weak the best Resolves of Woman-kind What boots it now to boast my Eyes ne'er gave A Glance of kindness or Ears inclin'd to the Delusive stories of my Numerous Lovers I stay'd but till the Fated Spoiler came Then at Random Stak'd my Heart my Liberty Whatever I had priz'd before And only sigh'd when I could give no more Bris. Oh Adellaida Why dost thou please so well That I mistrust the greatness of my Joys and Fear no Mortal must long remain in such Exalted Happiness when thus I grasp Thy Hand and look upon thy lovely Face My Senses in Alarm Croud and hurry Altogether the tumultuous Pleasures Gather round my Heart and with my utmost Reason I can scarce determine whether This is real or some