What savage tongues would falter even to speak?
But see, he comes——
Enter Austin and Jaqueline.
O let me bend to thank you;
In this extreme distress, from you alone
(For my poor heart is vain) can she hope comfort.
Aust. How heard she the ill tidings? I had hopes
His cooler reason would subdue the thought;
And Heaven, in pity to her gentle virtues,
Might spare her knowing, how he meant to wrong them.