Nor shall my hated rival live to see
That hour which envious fate denies to me.
Now seal we both our vows with one dear kiss.
Vict. No; 'tis a hot, and an incestuous bliss!
Let both be satisfied with what we swore;
I dare not give it, lest I give you more.
[Exit Victoria, looking back on him, and he gazing on her.
Alph. Oh raging, impious, and yet hopeless fire!
Not daring to possess what I desire;