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Show T TRAGE %m O AC SCEN Enter Hannibal, Maherbal, Bomilcar Guards and dttendants HHan Onqueft with Laurels has our Arms adorn'd And Rome"in Tears of blood our anger mourn'd. Like Gods, we paft the ruggid 4lpine hills Melted our way, and drove our hiffing Wheel Through Cloudy Deluges, Eternal Rills What after ages fhall with pain believe Through burning Quarries did our paffage cleav Hurld dreadful Fire, and Vinegar infus'd Whofe horrid force the Nerves of Flints unloos'd Made Nature ftart to fee us root up Recks And open all her Adamantine Locks Shake off her Mafly Barrs; o're mountains go Through Globes of Ice, and flakes of folid Snow. On our laft Elephant while we did fleep In Arnus foggy Fensand Marihesdeep One light we loft5 for Carthage underwen Wars tedious toils, our Blood and Spirits fpent And all the ftock of health which bounteous Nature Iem.‘S Mah. But what return has that flow City made Admir'd by Foes, you were by Friends betray'd While you abroad fam'd Battels bravely fought The Traitor ZHanno your deftruction fought No fuccours were for your affiftance meant For {till to Rome Iatelligence was fen Tha |