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kay hold on the Mercy of Heaven, and if he Repents not now, his Destruction is determin'd.

SGANAREL. D'ye hear, Sir?

D. John. Who is that dares talk so? Methinks I thou'd know that Voice.

SGANAREL. Ah! Sir, 'tis a Ghost, I know it by its Stalking.

D. John. Ghost, Fantom, or Devil, I'll see what it is. [The Ghost changes Shape and represents Time with his Scytbe in bis Hand.]

SGANAREL. Oh! Heaven, d'ye observe, Sir, that change of Shape ?

D. John. No, no, nothing is capable of impressing a Terror upon me, I'll try with my Sword whether 'tis Body or Spirit. [The Ghoft vanishes the Instant Don John pushes at it.]

SCANAREL. Ah! Sir, yield to so many Proofs, and repent immediately.

D. John. No, no, come what will, it shall never be said I was capable of Repentance. Come, follow me..

SCE N E VI.
The STATUE of the Governor, D. JOHN,

SGA NAREL.

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STA T U E.
COLD, Don John, you gave me your Word Yester

day to come eat with
D. John. Yes; where shall we go?
STATUE. Give me your Hand.
D. John. There 'tis.

Statue. Don John, Obftinacy in Wickedness brings on a fatal Death ; and rejecting the Favours of Heaven opens a way to its Thunder.

D. JOHN

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D. JUAN. O Ciel! Que fens-je ? Un feu invisible me brûle, je n'en puis plus, & tout mon corps devient un brafier ardent. Ah! [Le tonnerre tombe avec un grand bruit & de grands

éclairs sur Dom Juan. La terre s'cuvre & l'abyme; & il fort de grands feux de l'endroit il est tombé.]

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SCENE DERNIER E.

SGA NARELL E seul.
Oilà, mort, un chacun satisfait. Ciel of

fensé, loix violées, filles féduites, familles défhonorées, parens outragés, femmes mises à mal, maris poussés à bout, tout le monde est content.

Il n'y a que moi seul de malheureux, qui, après tant d'années de service, n'ai point d'autre récompense que de voir à mes yeux l'impiété de mon maître punie par le plus épouvantable châtiment du monde.

F I Na

D. John. Oh Heavens! What do I feel? An in: visible Flame scorches me, I can bear it no longer, my whole Body is a burning Fire-brand. Oh! [Loud Thunder and great Flashes of Lightning fall on Don John, the Earth opens and swallows him; and Flames burst out from the place where he descended.

SCEN E the LAS T.

SG AN ARE L alone.
Y his Death, lo! all are satisfy'd. Offended Hea-

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milies, injur'd Parents, Wives reduc'd to Misery, Hufbands to Despair, all the World is satisfy'd; I am the only unhappy Person, who, after so many Years service, har no other Recompence than that of seeing my Master's impiety punish'd before my Eyes, by the most horrible of all Punishments.

THE END.

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