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The Maids Tragedy Alter'd.
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Amintor is retir'd, Aspasia gone;And a strange humour does possess the Town.They arm apace, Sir, and aloud declareThings which we dare not whisper in your Ear.The Council met, your Guards to find you sent,And know your pleasure in this Exigent.This honour'd person you might justly fear,Were he not Loyal, and amongst us here.They say his merit's ill return'd, and cry,With great Melantius they will live and dye.
Mel. Sir, not your Pow'r, but Vertue made me bow;For all he tells you, I did kneeling know.Tho now the faithful'st of your Subjects, weHave been the cause of all this Mutiny.Go comfort, Sir, Amintor, while we runTo stop the rage of this revolting Town;

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