VILLEROY helps her.

[Sees BIRON.

Thapely wretch on earth, that must not live. Vir. Bean or Villeroy must not, that's decreed. Bie. You've and me from the bands of murderers: Would you And then, of all the world, you are the man I would not be obliged to --subella!

had ant, for he's my greatest plague

ume to fall before thee: I had dy'd Happy, not to have found your Villeroy here

hong farewell, als last parting kiss. [Kisses her. kiss! cap men! it mase in vivo last.

Show de M Men 1x Sp that death

You but delay'd: since what is past has been

The work of fate, thus we must finish it.

Thrust home, be sure.

Vil. Alas! he faints! some help there.

[Falls.

Bir. 'Tis all in vain, my sorrows soon will endOh, Villeroy! let a dying wretch intreat you To take this letter to my father. My Isabella! Couldst thou but hear me, my last words should bless thee.

I cannot, though in death, bequeath her to thee.

[TO VILLEROY. But could I hope my boy, my little one, Might find a father in thee-Oh, I faintI can no more- -Hear me, Heav'n! Oh! support My wife, my Isabella-Bless my child!

And take a poor unhappy

[Dies. Vil. He's gone-Let what will be the consequence,

I'll give it him. I have involv'd myself,

And would be clear'd; that must be thought on now. My care of her is lost in wild amaze.

[Exit. Isa. [Recovering.] Where have I been?-Methinks, I stand upon

The brink of life,

But still detain'd, I cannot pass the strait;

Deny'd to live, and yet I must not die:

Doom'd to come back, like a complaining ghost,

To my unbury'd body-Here it lies

[Throws herself by BIRON's Body.

My body, soul, and life. A little dust,

To cover our cold limbs in the dark grave-
There, there we shall sleep safe and sound together.

Enter VILLEROY, with SERVANTS.

Vil. Poor wretch; upon the ground! She's not herself:

Remove her from the body.

Isa. Never, never

[SERVANTS going to raise her.

You have divorc'd us once, but shall no more