But see your slave, while yet I speak,
From his dull trance unfetter'd break!

As he the potion shall survive
Believe your Rosamond 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,

Ev'ry thicket, bush and tree,

So like the place from whence I came;
That one wou'd swear it were the fame.
My former legs too, by their pace!
And by the whiskers, 'tis my face!
The self-fame habit, garb and mien!
They ne'er wou'd bury me in green.

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 TRUSTY.

Widow Trusty, why so fine?

Why doft thou thus in colours thine ?
Thou should ft thy husband's death bewail
In sable vesture, peak and veil.

GRIDELINE.

Forbear these foolish freaks, and fee

How our good King and Queen agree.
Why shou'd not we their steps purfue,
And do as our fuperiors do?

Sir TRUSTY.

Am I bewitch'd, or do I dream?
I know not who, or where I am,
Or what I hear, or what I fee;
But this I'in fure, howe'er it be,
It suits a person in my station
T'observe the mode, and be in fashion.
Then let not Grideline the chafte

Offended be for what is past,
And hence anew my vows I plight
To be a faithful courteous knight.

GRIDELINE.

I'll too my plighted vows icnew,
Since 'tis so courtly to be true.

Since conjugal paffion,

Is come into fashion,

And marriage so bleft on the the throne is,

Like a Venus I'll shine,

Be fond and be fine,

And Sir Trufty shall be my Adonis.

Sir TRUSTY.

And Sir Trusty shall be thy Adonis.

Who to forbidden joys wou'd rove,

That knows the sweets of virtuous love?