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English drama -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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"Amorous orontus, or, The love in fashion." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A34588.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 3, 2024.
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ACT. III. SCEN. VIII.
ORONTUS, DOROTHEA, LYSET, CLITON,
Cliton.
HA! good Hypocrite,Your Husband.
Lyset.
Cliton.
Orontus,
to Cliton whilst he takes the Candle from the Table.
Whither with that light?Say.—
Cliton,
To finde out this Husband she will have,I'le bring't again, when I have kill'd the slave.
Orontus.
Keep back your folly.
Cliton.
Ah! in my distress.
Orontus.
Take comfort Cliton, that will make it less.
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Dorothea.
This satisfies?
Orontus.
Yes, if you please, and more.
Argante,
(within.
Lycante we are robb'd! stand at that door.
Cliton,
(to Orontus.
Sir,—now w'are caught!
Dorothea▪
O! infinite disgrace.My Father comes here, hye away apace.
To Lyset.
Take up the Candle,—slip in here with me.
To Orontus.
Save, you my honour.
Cliton.
Devil, but who saves me?W'are left alone.
Orontus.
My honour now lies on'tTo see.—
Cliton.
Let's fly,—and think no more upon't,For fear some ranting Hector, otherwiseShould come, and this love-folly so chastise—.But—'tis too late.
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