_Mount._ Bloody deeds Are grateful offerings, pleasing to the devill, And thou, in thy black shape, and bla[c]ker actions Being hels perfect character, art delighted To do what I thought infinitely wicked, Tremble to hear: thou hast, in this taen from me All means to make amends with penitence, To her wrong'd virtues, and dispoil'd me of The poor remainder of that hope was left me, For all I have already, or must suffer. _Abd._ I did it for the best. _Mount._ For thy worst ends, And be assur'd but that, I think to kill thee Would but prevent, what thy despair must force thee To do unto thy self, and so to add to Thy most assur'd damnation, thou wert dead now. But get thee from my sight: and if lust of me Did ever fire thee (love I cannot call it) Leap down from those steep Rocks, or take advantage Of the next tree to hang thy self, and then I may laugh at it. _Abd._ In the mean time I must be bold, to do so much for you, ha, ha. _Mount._ Why grinst thou, devil? _Abd._ That 'tis in my power, To punish thy ingratitude; I made trial But how you stood affected, and since I know I'm us'd only for a property, I can, and will revenge it to the full. For understand, in thy contempt of me, Those hopes of _Oriana_, which I could Have chang'd to certainties, are lost for ever. _Mount._ Why, lives she? _Abd._ Yes, but never to _Mountferrat_, Although it is in me, with as much ease To give her freely up to thy possession, As to remove this rush; which yet despair of: For by [my] much wrong'd love, flattery, nor threats, Tears, prayers, nor vowes, shall ever win me to it: So with my curse I leave thee. _Mount._ Prethee stay, Thou know'st I dote on thee, and yet thou art So peevish, and perverse, so apt to take Triffles unkindly from me. _Abd._ To perswade me To break my neck, to hang, then damn my self, With you are trifles. _Mount._ 'Twas my melancholy That made me speak I know not what: forgive, I will redeem my fault. _Roc._ Believe him Lady. _Mount._ A thousand times I will demand thy pardon, And keep the reckoning on thy lips with kisses. _Abd._ There's something else, that would prevail more with me. _Mount._ Thou shalt have all thy wishes do but bless me With means to satisfie my mad desires For once in _Oriana_ and for ever I am thine, only thine my best _Abdella_. _Abd._ Were I assur'd of this, and that you would Having enjoy'd her-- _Mount._ Any thing: make choice of Thine own conditions. _Abd._ Swear then, that perform'd, (To free me from all doubts and fears hereafter) To give me leave to kill her. _Mount._ That our safety Must of necessity urge us to.