But fee your slave, while yet I speak, From his dull trance unfetter'd break! As he the potion shall survive Believe your Rofamond alive. KING. O happy day! O pleasing view! My Queen forgives QUEEN. -My Lord is true. KING. No more I'll change. QUEEN. No more I'll grieve: BOTH. But ever thus united live. Sir TRUSTY awaking. In which world am I! all I fee, So like the place from whence I came; VOL. II. D SCENE SCENE IV. GRIDELINE and Sir TRUSTY. GRIDELINE. Have I then liv'd to fee this hour, And took thee in the very bow'r? Sir TRUST Y. Widow Trufly, why fo fine? Why doft thou thus in colours thine ? GRIDELINE. Forbear thefe foolish freaks, and fee Sir TRUST Y. Am I bewitch'd, or do I dream? It fuits a perfon in my station T'obferve the mode, and be in fashion. Then let not Grideline the chafte Offended be for what is past, GRIDELINE. I'll too my plighted vows icnew, Since 'tis fo courtly to be true. Since conjugal paffion, Is come into fashion, And marriage fo bleft on the the throne is, Be fond and be fine, And Sir Trufty fhall be my Adonis. Sir TRUSTY. And Sir Trufty fhall be thy Adonis. The KING and QUEEN advancing. KING. Who to forbidden joys wou'd rove, That knows the sweets of virtuous love? From future grief and prefent fear. BOTH. Who to forbidden joys wou'd rove, That knows the fweets of virtuous love? OTHE CATO. D 2 |