And so adieu, good madam: never more
Will I my master's tears to you deplore.
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Oli. Yet come again; for thou perhaps mayst move
That heart, which now abhors, to like his love. [Exeunt.
LINENOTES:
[Olivia's garden] Pope. A garden. Rowe.
[with a tabor.] Malone. meeting. Capell.