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SIR JOHN SUCKLING
[Act V., Sc. 5
Sabrina. You, that so freely gave me Samorat's life,
Which was in danger, most justly, justly, may275
Be suffer'd to attempt upon my love,
Which is in none.
Prince. What says my noble rival?
Samorat. Sir,
Y'are kind in this, and wisely do provide
I should not surfeit; for here is happiness280
Enough besides, to last the sun's return.
Nassurat. You and I are but savers with all this,
Pellegrin: but, by the Lord, 'tis well we came off as we
did: all was at stake.
Prince. Come, no more whispers here:285
Let's in, and there unriddle to each other;
For I have much to ask.
Orsabrin. A life! a friend! a brother! and a mistress!
O, what a day was here! Gently, my joys, distil,
Lest you should break the vessel you should fill.290