Lord _Town._ O _Manly_! where has this creature's } heart been buried? } } _Apart._ _Man._ If yet recoverable----How vast a } treasure? } Lady _Town._ What I have said, my lord, is not my excuse; but my confession! my errors (give 'em if you please, a harder name) cannot be defended! No! What's in its nature wrong, no words can palliate, no plea can alter! What then remains in my condition but resignation to your pleasure? Time only can convince you of my future conduct: Therefore till I have liv'd an object of forgiveness, I dare not hope for pardon----The penance of a lonely contrite life were little to the innocent; but to have deserv'd this separation, will strew perpetual thorns upon my pillow. Lady _Grace._ O happy, heavenly hearing! Lady _Town._ Sister, farewel! [_Kissing her._] Your virtue needs no warning from the shame that falls on me: but when you think I have aton'd my follies past----persuade your injur'd brother to forgive them. Lord _Town._ No, Madam! Your errors thus renounc'd, this instant are forgotten! So deep, so due a sense of them, has made you, what my utmost wishes form'd, and all my heart has sigh'd for. Lady _Town._ [_Turning to Lady ~Grace~._] How odious does this goodness make me! Lady _Grace._ How amiable your thinking so? Lord _Town._ Long-parted friends, that pass through easy voyages of life, receive but common gladness in their meeting: but from a shipwreck sav'd, we mingle tears with our embraces! [_Embracing Lady ~Townly~._ Lady _Town._ What words! what love! what duty can repay such obligations! Lord _Town._ Preserve but this desire to please, your power is endless. Lady _Town._ Oh!----'till this moment, never did I know, my Lord, I had a heart to give you! Lord _Town._ By heav'n this yielding hand, when first it gave you to my wishes, presented not a treasure more desirable! O _Manly_! sister! as you have often shar'd in my disquiet, partake of my felicity! my new-born joy! see here the bride of my desires! this may be called my wedding-day! Lady _Grace._ Sister! (for now methinks that name is dearer to my heart than ever) let me congratulate the happiness that opens to you. _Man._ Long, long and mutual may it flow---- Lord _Town._ To make our happiness compleat, my dear, join here with me to give a hand, that amply will repay the obligation. Lady _Town._ Sister! a day like this---- Lady _Grace._ Admits of no excuse against the general joy. [_Gives her hand to ~Manly~._ _Man._ A joy like mine----despairs of words to speak it. Lord _Town._ O _Manly_! how the name of friend endears the brother! [_Embracing him._ _Man._ Your words, my Lord, will warn me to deserve them.