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A58713 The history of the loves of Lysander and Sabina a novel.; Lisander T. S., fl. 1681-1688. 1688 (1688) Wing S165; ESTC R1329 33,545 124

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Don was a Spaniard and was so much asham'd to have suffer'd such an affront and so tamely before his Mistress that he durst sooner thought of dying than of ever coming in to her sight again Lisander having by this action confessed the power of his Love and his impotence to dissemble it presented himself the next day to Clarinda made a profound submission and beg'd her pardon She found her own strength and his weakness and intending to make her own use of both she told him that his relation to the Colonell and his own merit should at any seasonable hours open him the doors of that House and make him welcome as a Friend But if he still persisted to pretend any farther she must be forc'd to make use of those Expedients which she was not willing to think of Lisander had enough to say but durst not answer one word at that time for fear of moving her displeasure which was more terrible to him than a Cannon in a breach charg'd with small shot However he still frequented the House and was as familiar there as if he had been at home And though it was directly forbidden him yet when he found Clarinda in a good humor he could not chuse but give the old string now and then a gentle touch and let her see by Some passing Trope that his Love was above her rigour When he spoke so plain that she was oblig'd to take notice of it he was sure to lose her Company for that time which made him day and night beat his brains and weary himself to find out some desperate Remedy that might either kill or cure Some Expedient to set Clarinda on the rack and force her with one breath to determine the success of his weary Love. For a downright Despair he knew could make him dy but once whereas that doubtful hope that temper'd Cruelty those corrected Poysons made him ready to give up the Ghost once or twice a day And what gave him very wonderful apprehensions his utmost diligence could never yet learn who as she told him she had dispos'd of her Heart for he never heard that she entertain'd any Gentleman but himself In the midst of this perplexity Love and Fortune who had long pittyed his sufferings laid their heads together and undertook his Deliverance which was thus Lisander having a mind to see the Regiment together and exercise them Commanded them to be in Arms by the Sea-shore next morning at the opening of the Gates It happen'd the same Evening that four tall Ships were come to anchor near the shore to take in fresh water and as soon as ever it was light in the morning loos'd their foretop-sails and were weighing anchor intending within two hours to be under Sail again Lisander who was upon the shore with the Regiment gave his Captain Commandant instructions what to do till he came back and went privately into the City to try his last practice upon Clarinda He came up to her Chamber door and knock'd in more hast than he us'd to do and the Governante opened him the door for her Lady was just up As soon as he enter'd the room the Governante withdrew imagining he might have some extraordinary business because it was so early and he seem'd to be in such hast Now Madam says he to Clarinda I am come to take my leave of you and as I have often done in jest bid you Farewel for ever in good earnest And with that he led her to the window shew'd her the Regiment on the Shore the Ships with their fore-topsails loose and their anchors on peak And then told her that last night late he had received News that there were great appearances of another War with France and an Order to embarque in those Ships with the Regiment for Flanders again where the Colonell was to meet them That he had not a moment to stay but beg'd her a thousand pardons for all the indiscretions which his passionate Love might ever have been guilty of and wish'd her all the satisfaction she could ever hope or promise her self in her own unmovable Inclinations Clarinda during this Narration turn'd her eyes I know not how many times from Lisander to the Ships and from the Ships to Lisander And seeing the trouble and confusion he was in which indeed was for fear his Project should have miscarry'd She threw her arms about his neck and fell on weeping most pittifully Had it been to save both their lives She could not have spoken one word but with the same hold She kiss'd him a thousand times and wet all his face with her tears Lisander seeing the fury of her Passion began to mistrust the Effects of it and was ready to repent the Experiment And though he knew there was no reason for it yet he could almost have found in his heart to have wept for company Dear Madam says he speak and let me go Never Never my dear Lisander says she and so she fell on weeping again with that violence that she could not get out another word As soon as she was come a little to her self False and perfidious man says she could thy Cruelty find no other way to put an end to this miserable life of mine Is this the fruit of all your Vows and Oaths Is this indeed the end of all your pretended Love and Constancy Dear Lisander let me in pitty die by your hand to prevent that more cruell and unfortunate death which I shall meet in your absence Madam says he with no little amazement If all this be Love it is either very young or you have been extremely in the wrong to dissemble it all this while For now Dear Madam I must tell you the time is pass'd and 't is too late to recall it Bear your fate as well as you may though I am sure in a very little time to sink under mine And whereas a seasonable freedom might have made us both happy this ill-tim'd Love of yours worse than Disdain shews it self too late like a flash of Gunpowder after the Execution is done May my grief and hard fate says she light on them that first impos'd this uneasie modesty this self-murdering reservation upon the frailty of our Sexe I have lov'd you my Dear Lisander as my own Soul ever since the first time I saw you it is to you I have dispos'd my Heart and methinks a man of your reason might have read as much in my very Eyes Dear Lisander either stay here or take me with you or do something and then her sorrow interrupted her again that she could go no farther Madam says he I had been the happiest of all mortal men had I but known you Inclinations a little sooner but it 's now to late I can neither take you along with me nor yet disobey the Kings Order and stay here All I can say is this If I have but one half hours leasure before we set Sail I will wait upon you again