- From The First Moment I Beheld Those Eyes My Soul Has Been On
Fire, And I Must Have Consumed With Inward Burnings Had I Not Revealed
My Flame:
- Pardon, continued he, the boldness of a passion which knows
no bounds; and tho' I may not be so worthy of your love as the too happy
Horatio, I am certainly not less deserving of your pity.
Surprize, and perhaps a mixture of secret satisfaction prevented her
from interrupting him during the first part of his discourse; but rage,
at the mention of Horatio, forced from her this exclamation: - has the
villain then betrayed me! cried she. - No, madam, replied he, justice
obliges me to acquit him, tho' my rival. - He had the misfortune, in
putting your billet into his pocket, to let it fall; I took it up unseen
by him, - opened it, read it, and must confess, that all my generosity to
my friend was wholly swallowed up in my passion for you. - I returned not
to him that kind declaration you were pleased to make him, and he is
ignorant of the blessing you intended for him: - if the crime I have been
guilty of seem unpardonable in your eyes, command my death, I will
instantly obey you, for life would be a torment under your displeasure;
and if, in my last moments, you vouchsafe some part of that softness to
the occasion of my fate, that you so lavishly bestowed on the fortunate
Horatio, I will bless the lovely mouth that dooms me to destruction!
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