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disdainfully away; Angelica, Angelica, thus will I haunt you ever: thus following on my Knees for mercy: What has my folly lost! I have consum'd a vast Estate, and sums immense, in search of Toyes unprofitable, and airy Treasures: I have forfeited a promis'd Heaven, to reach at fruit, scarce worth the plucking. You Weep—Are they for me; those Tears? Then Weep again, give pity a full entrance: Where there is Pity, sure there will be Mercy.
Ang. Rise, Bellamour. As I have Reason, so have I now opportunity of being cruel. But one who has already been guilty of so many weaknesses on your account, may be easily perswaded to another. Yes, Bellamour, I will forgive, but must be cautious ever how I trust you any more: we should take care how we confide a second time, having been once betray'd!
Bell. Then let me Kneel again, and Swear———
Ang. No more—I forgive all faults that are past—But if there are any more to come—Alas! I should forgive them too.
Bell. False are the tales so often told of Women's Perjuries: the Spight and Malice of detracting Men; base, base Aspersions all and false; or were they true, such goodness might atone for all.
Enter Lady Dorimen, Lucinda, Sir Toby, Philabel, and Placket.
Sir Toby. So close! What billing in open street at noon-day? Adzooks, there's an impudent Whore-master.
Phil. What proofs would you have more of his inconstancy?
Lucin. They were much to blame, Mr. Bellamour; Who gave me notice of your infidelities—What at the Feet of a new Mistress?
Bell. My Mistress and my Guardian Angel, when you know who she is; I doubt not but we shall all be Friends.
L. Dor. Indeed you, have made a good choice; she's very Handsome. But sure I have seen something very resembling
