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t is not proved, you have your life. _Isab._ I thank you for't, I'll make the noblest use Of your sad gift; that is, to die unforced: I'll make a present of my life to Towerson, To let you see, though worthless of his love, I would not live without him. _Tow._ I charge you, love my memory, but live. _Har._ She shall be strictly guarded from that violence She means against herself. _Isab._ Vain men! there are so many paths to death, You cannot stop them all: o'er the green turf, Where my love's laid, there will I mourning sit, And draw no air but from the damps that rise Out of that hallowed earth; and for my diet, I mean my eyes alone shall feed my mouth. Thus will I live, till he in pity rise, And the pale shade take me in his cold arms, And lay me kindly by him in his grave. _Enter_ COLLINS, _and then_ PEREZ, JULIA _following him._ _Har._ No more; your time's now come, you must away. _Col._ Now, devils, you have done your worst with tortures; death's a privation of pain, but they were a continual dying. _Jul._ Farewell, my dearest! I may have many husbands, But never one like thee. _Per._ As you love my soul, take hence that woman.-- My English friends, I'm not ashamed of death, While I have you for partners; I know you innocent, And so am I, of this pretended plot; But I am guilty of a greater crime; For, being married in another country, The governor's persuasions, and my love To that ill woman, made me leave the first, And make this fatal choice. I'm justly punished; for her sake I die: The Fiscal, to enjoy her, has accused me. There is another cause; By his procurement I should have killed-- _Fisc._ Away with him, and stop his mouth. [_He is led off._ _Tow._ I leave thee, life, with no regret at parting; Full of whatever thou could'st give, I rise From thy neglected feast, and go to sleep: Yet, on this brink of death, my eyes are opened, And heaven has bid me prophecy to you, The unjust contrivers of this tragic scene:-- _An age is coming, when an English monarch With blood shall pay that blood which you have shed: To save your cities from victorious arms, You shall invite the waves to hide your earth[1], And, trembling, to the, tops of houses fly, While deluges invade your lower rooms: Then, as with waters you have swelled our bodies, With damps of waters shall your heads be swoln: Till, at the last, your sapped foundations fall, And universal ruin swallows all._
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