Cam. Octavio's?
Por. Y' are i' th' right.
Enter Mirabel and Floridor.
Por. Mirabel, sing "Mistaken Kindness."
The Song.[54]
Can Luciamira so mistake,
To persuade me to fly?
'Tis cruel-kind for my own sake
To counsel me to die;
Like those faint souls, who cheat themselves of breath,
And die for fear of death.
Since love's the principle of life,
And you the object lov'd,
Let's, Luciamira, end this strife,
I cease to be remov'd.
We know not what they do are gone from hence,
But here we love by sense.
If the Platonics, who would prove
Souls without bodies love,
Had, with respect, well understood,
The passions i' the blood,
Th' had suffer'd bodies to have had their part
And seated love i' the heart.
[Exeunt Mirabel and Floridor.
Por. What discord there's in music, when the heart,
Untun'd by trouble, cannot bear a part!