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2d Sail. Nay, I will have one smack, I'm determined.

Leah. Take it then. and attempts to run off,

sailor.)

(Hits him a box of the ear,

but is caught by the other

1st Sail. Not so fast, my pretty will o' the wisp : you have led us a dance; you see, and now you shall pay the piper. Let's take her to the rock.

2d Sail. Yes, yes, you may as well come by fair means. (LEAH cries out for help, and as they are carrying her off, NICOLINO, &c. come to her relief, and beat off the sailors.)

Scene 2d.-NICOLINO, &c. and LEAH.

Leah. Oh, Nicolino! you came just in time: I don't know what they would have done with me. Nic. No matter, you have played your part to a miracle.

Leah. Have you got the lady safe off?

Nic. Yes.

Leah. And is it the countess ?

Nic. Yes.

Leah. And shall we have the reward?

Nic. Every ducat. Zounds! my heart jumps about like a flying fish. A thousand ducats! And the countess has promised to add five hundred more. And -what dy'e think, Leah?

Leah. Think? I cannot think, I am too happy to think!

Nic. She has promised to procure thy father's consent to our marriage, and to stand godmother to our first boy.

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Nic.

Nicolino is poor,

Your father no more his consent will deny.

And if he should

Be still so rude,

His daughter, without it, perhaps may comply.

Why then the point is carried.
We may fix the day;

Lovely Leah say,

When shall we be married?

To-morrow? Leah. Pho!

Nic.

On Friday? Leah. No.

Nic.

Leah.

Then on Saturday?

No, nor on Monday.

Nic. I'll be hang'd but you mean

The day between.

Leah. Perhaps I may mean

The day between.

Both. Yes, yes, it shall be on Sunday.

[Exeunt.

Scene 3d. *

The Fisherman's Cottage.

The COUNTESS and MARtha.

Coun. So, to save your brother's life, you have promised them both that you would sacrifice your honour?

Mar. Yes, madam; but indeed I am innocent, and can assure your ladyship that what I promised I never meant to perform.

Coun. Well, well, girl! do as I have directed, and take this letter to my steward: it contains some instructions for him to prepare for their reception: you'll have time to return before they come.

Mar. Yes, madam, I'll be back immediately.

[Exit.

Coun. (Sola.) So, I think this will be the last love adventure of this honest Jew, whose conscience would'nt let his daughter marry a Christian; and of the merciful judge who would acquit the guilty for the sake of corrupting the innocent.

*This scene was wholly omitted in the representation.

AIR 15th.

I.

Escap'd from the net

Which the fowler had set,

The bird feels his spirit elate;
And conscious, like me,

That his pinions are free,

He spreads them to welcome his mate.

II.

Yet I tremble, I fear,

At each sound that I hear;
My bosom with care is opprest;
Then safe in love's arms,

Let me hush the alarms

Of my heart, till it flutters to rest.

[As she is singing the latter part of the song, DURAZZO and the Sailors enter behind,

suddenly seize her and bear her off.

Scene, that part of the Shore where DURAZZO had landed;―his boat is fixed to the Rock, and his

Ship appears at a distance.

Crew and the Countess.

Dur. Quickly unloose the boat!

He enters with his

Coun. Durazzo, hear me.

Dur, When thou art safe on board, I'll hear thee,

lady,

As I would listen to the nightingale.

Is all prepared?

[To the Sailors.

Sail. All's ready, noble captain; but 'twill be impossible to reach the ship. The sea runs mountains. See how she dances our vessel about like a cork; and to have such a swell in an open boat

Dur. Coward!

Sail. No coward, either; but 'twould be little better than drowning oneself, to volunteer it to Davy's locker.

Another Sail. Look, noble captain, she's on her beam ends. See, if she be not swallowed up. (The Sailors give a loud shriek.) She rights again-no, all's lost her lights are dash'd out - hark! her signals.

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Dur. Peace, dastards!

Another Sail. All's over with her now: you can but just see her main-top-down she goes- -down, down-look, look! (They look for some time.) You can see nothing of her now.

Dur. Well, let her sink! Now fate and I have grappled;

And when I shrink-Fly, some of you, to the port,

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