be any such.

_Ism._ Upon my Life, there is; I am in earnest,
The Lady is my Sister too.

_Alb._ How, _Clarina_, this from you?

_Ism._ Nay, I have promis'd her, that you shall love her too,
Since both her Birth and Beauty merits you.

_Alb._ Away, false Woman: I love your Sister!
No, I will hate ye both.

_Ism._ Why so Angry?
Alas, it is against my Will I do it.

_Alb._ Did you betray my Faith, when 'twas so easy
To give a credit to your tale of Love?
--Oh Woman, faithless Woman!

_Ism._ _Alberto_, with a world of shame I own
That I then lov'd you, and must do so still:
But since that Love must be accounted criminal,
And that a world of danger does attend it;
I am resolv'd, though I can never quit it,
To change it into kind Esteem for you;
And would ally you, Sir, as near to me,
As our unkind Stars will permit me.

_Alb._ I thank you, Madam: Oh, what a shame it is,
To be out-done in Virtue, as in Love!

_Ism._ Another favour I must beg of you,
That you will tell _Antonio_ what is past.

_Alb._ How mean you, Madam?

_Ism._ Why, that I love you, Sir,
And how I have deceiv'd him into confidence.

_Alb._ This is strange; you cannot mean it sure.

_Ism._ When I intend to be extremely good,
I would not have a secret Sin within,
Though old, and yet repented too: no, Sir,
Confession always goes with Penitence.

_Alb._ Do you repent you that you lov'd me then?

_Ism._ Not so; but that I did abuse _Antonio_.

_Alb._ And can you think that this will cure his Jealousy?

_Ism._ Doubtless it will, when he knows how needless 'tis;
For when they're most secure, they're most betray'd:
Besides, I did but act the part he made;
And Ills he forces, sure he'll not upbraid.
Go seek out _Antonio_.

_Alb._ You have o'ercome me, Madam, every way,
And this your last Command I can obey;
Your Sister too I'll see, and will esteem,
But you've my Heart, which I can ne'er redeem.

[Exeunt severally.

ACT V.

SCENE I. _Laura's_ Chamber.

Enter _Laura_ and _Cloris_ like a Boy, as before.

_Lau._ Forward, dear _Cloris_.

_Clo._ And, Madam, 'twas upon a Holyday,
It chanc'd Prince _Frederick_ came into our Village,
On some reports were made him of my Beauty,
Attended only by the noble _Curtius_:
They found me in the Church at my Devotion,
Whom _Frederick_ soon distinguished from the rest;
He kne