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MIHDOONY.

If such thy thoughts, dost thou repent thy purpose?

RASINGA.

Not so; there's ecstacy in those bright gleams;

Ay, and though cross'd with darkness black as midnight,
I will enjoy this momentary radiance.

Enter a Slave, in haste.

What brings thee here with such a staring face?

SLAVE.

The lady's coming; she is close at hand.

RASINGA.

Ha! from her father's house, unsent for, come?

SLAVE.

No, not that lady, Sir; it is Artina.

RASINGA (much disturbed).

I thought my mother would have spared me this.

Is Montebesa with her?

SLAVE.

No, my lord;

She has her children with her.

RASINGA.

Wretched moment!