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Would thou could'st speak,
Thou little instrument, and tell me all
The secrets of thy office! My heart beats;
'Tis my first enterprise; I would it were
To do him service. No, I cannot go;
Farewell, kind sir; indeed I am so troubled,
I must retire.
[Exit COUNTESS.]
IV:2:23 SIDO.
Thy virtue makes me vile;
And what should move my heart inflames my soul.
O marvellous world, wherein I play the villain
From very love of excellence! But for him,
I'd be the rival of her stainless thoughts
And mate her purity. Hah!
[Enter ORAN.]
IV:2:24 ORAN.
My noble lord!
IV:2:25 SIDO.
The Moor!
IV:2:26 ORAN.
Your servant.
IV:2:27 SIDO.
Here! 'tis passing strange.
How's this?
IV:2:28 ORAN.
The accident of war, my lord.
I am a prisoner.
IV:2:29 SIDO.
But at large, it seems.
You have betrayed me
IV:2:30 ORAN.
Had I chosen that,
I had been free and you not here. I fought,
And fell in single fight. Why spared I know not,
But that the lion's generous.
IV:2:31 SIDO.
Will you prove
Your faith
IV:2:32 ORAN.
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