Geo. Why do I vainly call for Vengeance down, and have it in my Hand? --By Heav'n, I'll back--Whether? To kill a Woman, a young perjur'd Woman --Oh, ye false Fair Ones shou'd we do you Justice, A universal Ruin wou'd ensue; Not One wou'd live to stock the World anew. Who is't among ye All, ye Fair Deceivers, ye Charming Mischiefs to the Noble Race, can swear she's Innocent, without Damnation? No, no, go on--be false--be fickle still: You act but Nature--but my faithless Friend--where I repose the Secrets of my Soul--except this one--Alas he knew not this: --Why do I blame him then?
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