Amin. A Woman’s Voice!—Villain, unhand the Lady.
Ors. Ha! what new thing art thou?
_Amin. One sent from Heaven to punish Ravishers.— [Snatches Ura. while Ors. is gazing on him.
Ors. Thou’st call’d up an unwonted Passion in me, And these be the effects on’t. [Ors. strikes him; they struggle and fall.
Enter Geron.
Ger. Hah! what’s the matter here? a Woman too! We are undone—Madam, I pray retire— For here’s no safety for your Sex.
Ura. I gladly take your Counsel. [Ura. goes into Amintas’ Apartment.
Ors. What art thou?
Amin. That which I seem to be.
Ors. Then thou’rt a God; for till I saw a Woman,
I never saw a thing so fine as thou:
And ‘tis but just thou shouldst be more than Mortal,
That durst command that Creature from my Arms.