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Then let me tear for ever from my breast
The guilty passion: thus I thank thee—thus

Atone the mischiefs, that—oh—

Lord S. This indeed

[Wounds himself.

[Falls.

Atones for all. Thou much misguided youth!
What tempted thee to stray so wide from honour?
Ray. Ask, ask that villain; he will answer all—
That villain Grey! whose wicked arts seduc'd me—
Forgive I die, I die; a dreadful proof

What ills await the wretch, who gives his ear
To vicious counsels.

Lord S. Dreadful proof indeed!—

I do forgive thee-so forgive thee Heaven!

Enter MORTON.

Now, where's my wife? where is my friend Leroches?
Mor. My lord, by my assistance he has filed.

I saw how vain your purpose to escape;
His single flight was unobserv'd-your friends,
In quest of whom he hasted, are arriv'd.

[A Trumpet is heard.

Lord S. 'Tis well.
But where's my wife? my son? my soul is maim'd
Of half its joys till I've again embrac'd them.
Lady S. [Without.] Where, where is my hero!
Lord S. Hark! 'tis she-she comes!-

Enter LADY SALISBURY and LORD WILLIAM, CONducted by LEROCHES.

My wife is in my arms again!

Oh! whence this precious, this unlook'd event?
Lady S. When the fell ruffian,

When Grey, with impious hands, had snatch'd us

hence,

Then came my guardian angel, came your friend,
And rescued us from ruin.

Ler. Happy hour!

I took the path which brought me to their rescue! The atrocious villain fell beneath this arm.

Lord S. They're here! they're here! my wife and son are here!

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Proclaim it, O ye sons of light!
Throughout th' unmeasured tracts

Of highest Heaven, that virtue is made happy.
Lady S. Let the sun cease to shine, the planets cease,
Drop every star from his ethereal height,
Ere I forget thee, source of every good!

Lord S. Friends, I am much beholden to you all.
My love! the gloom, that overspread our morn,
Is now dispers'd; our late mishaps shall be
The story of our future evening, oft

Rehears'd. Our son too-he shall hang upon
The sounds, and lift his little hands in praise
To Heav'n; taught by his mother's bright example,
That, to be truly good, is to be bless'd.

THE END.

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