Then let me tear for ever from my breast Atone the mischiefs, that—oh— Lord S. This indeed [Wounds himself. [Falls. Atones for all. Thou much misguided youth! What ills await the wretch, who gives his ear 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? I saw how vain your purpose to escape; [A Trumpet is heard. Lord S. 'Tis well. Enter LADY SALISBURY and LORD WILLIAM, CONducted by LEROCHES. My wife is in my arms again! Oh! whence this precious, this unlook'd event? When Grey, with impious hands, had snatch'd us hence, Then came my guardian angel, came your friend, 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! Proclaim it, O ye sons of light! Of highest Heaven, that virtue is made happy. Lord S. Friends, I am much beholden to you all. Rehears'd. Our son too-he shall hang upon THE END. |